It's nice to come home to you
But I feel wrong
With infatuation
While I hope that you're not
My hearts in bed with you
While my mind strays off
Found excitement somewhere else
And it's f*cking things up
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
There were late night mornings
We were running off highs
We would sleep until the evening
Like a jobless summertime
It was good
It was so damn great
Smoking by the pack
Kissing under the sheets
A world just me and you
But it's that we see
That summer has come to an end
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
Una Mey - Guilty Pleasures (INJA & Mr. Stee Remix) Lyrics
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It's nice to come home to you
But I feel wrong
With infatuation
While I hope that you're not
My hearts in bed with you
While my mind strays off
Found excitement somewhere else
And it's f*cking things up
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
There were late night mornings
We were running off highs
We would sleep until the evening
Like a jobless summertime
It was good
It was so damn great
Smoking by the pack
Kissing under the sheets
A world just me and you
But it's that we see
That summer has come to an end
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
But I feel wrong
With infatuation
While I hope that you're not
My hearts in bed with you
While my mind strays off
Found excitement somewhere else
And it's f*cking things up
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
There were late night mornings
We were running off highs
We would sleep until the evening
Like a jobless summertime
It was good
It was so damn great
Smoking by the pack
Kissing under the sheets
A world just me and you
But it's that we see
That summer has come to an end
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
No I don't want to let go
No no no I'm tired of slamming doors
Writer: Una Mey
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