Letra de I Don't Suit Hats
I don't wake up in the morning like I used to
People change and it feels unusual
Not been the same since San Francisco
People change and it feels unusual
Not been the same since San Francisco
I guess I'm strange
Changing clothes to the tees with the stripes on
Baggy jeans with the Air Force, the white ones
How'd you feel 'bout the Cons with the high tops?
(Yeah)
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you hate me now, you're sober
I thank to fuck it's over
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you dress me up to shoot me down
And that's why hats don't suit me now
Somedays, you say things you already told me
Pictures of you I just keep on holdin'
Lost in my room 'cause you said I'm a boomer
Keepin' me glued with your shit sense of humour
I'm all on my own for the weekend, baby
Won't you come up for the weekend, baby?
Haven't been up just to see me lately
Startin' to think that you hate me
Maybe she's a [?] with a heart of gold (Heart of gold)
She'll know what she wants to know (Wants to know)
Fucked me when she stole the show (Stole the show)
Get a mask, screamin', "Go, go, go, go, go" (Yeah)
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you hate me now, you're sober
I thank to fuck it's over
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you dress me up to shoot me down
And that's why hats don't suit me now
Changing clothes to the tees with the stripes on
Baggy jeans with the Air Force, the white ones
How'd you feel 'bout the Cons with the high tops?
(Yeah)
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you hate me now, you're sober
I thank to fuck it's over
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you dress me up to shoot me down
And that's why hats don't suit me now
Somedays, you say things you already told me
Pictures of you I just keep on holdin'
Lost in my room 'cause you said I'm a boomer
Keepin' me glued with your shit sense of humour
I'm all on my own for the weekend, baby
Won't you come up for the weekend, baby?
Haven't been up just to see me lately
Startin' to think that you hate me
Maybe she's a [?] with a heart of gold (Heart of gold)
She'll know what she wants to know (Wants to know)
Fucked me when she stole the show (Stole the show)
Get a mask, screamin', "Go, go, go, go, go" (Yeah)
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you hate me now, you're sober
I thank to fuck it's over
Now you're gone, said you missed me
Now I'm all tryna fix things
And you dress me up to shoot me down
And that's why hats don't suit me now
