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letra de like i do - tom macdonald

[intro]
there it go, uh
she’s gone cold again
light it up
tonight she’s with a friend
cause i don’t know what else i could’ve said
well i do, but i don’t care to say that

[chorus]
you don’t understand girl, i’m the f-cking man girl
and you don’t understand girl, no one’s ever loved you like i do
[verse 1]
tonight i feel like drowning in the rosé
coldplay comin’ out the speakers in the kitchen and the hallway
spanish girls in the cut, i call them jose
but i ain’t married to my art, i cut the bouquet
foreign labels on the side of unfamiliar bottles ordered at a private club, thе devil wore prada too
we’ll bе up all night and passin’ out at noon, then wakin’ up just in time to make round two
and if i miss because i sleep in, the weekend is right around the corner
light a swisher, keep the lights dim
and don’t remind me that she didn’t come home or return any calls i made to her phone while she was out
i’m chillin’ tryna keep myself distracted with some black and white photographs that feel so nostalgic
i’m playin’ myself, i can’t believe it lasted this long
and i will watch it leave until it’s gone

[chorus]
you don’t understand girl, i’m the f-cking man girl
and you don’t understand girl, no one’s ever loved you like i do

[verse 2]
i honestly thought that i didn’t care, probably thought that she’d always be here
that’s what i thought, that she’d always be here but now that she’s gone i got nothing to fear
the worst that could happen though already has
and this is how she reacted to love in the past
and i say that i won’t but i know i’ll always look back and think of it one day, i hope that i laugh
who am i kidding? i’m filling my living room up with liquor and women
they kickin’ the mud into my condo
the minute they ask if i’m single i’ll fail to listen to some bullsh-t
[verse 3]
aside from all the bullsh-t i carry with me in my luggage
i guarantee i’ll be the realist one who ever loved you
clearly i am tired from the struggle
i better get some steroids, i don’t have that kind of muscle now
red lights, just let me give this a go
the first cut is deep but it missed my throat
i just surround myself with people who are unimportant cause they argue ’round my mind and their drinks imported

[chorus]
you don’t understand girl, i’m the f-cking man girl
and you don’t understand girl, no one’s ever loved you like i do

[outro]
all the city lights
and the pretty girls
i’m pretty sure this is what i want
all the pretty lights
and the pretty girls
i’m pretty sure this is what i want
and never be alone again

- tom macdonald

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