After shows all the time, meet the band do a line.
Hotel room, double bed, empty sex and then regret.
Kiss and tell, well tell a friend, so and so would like to spend
More time in my company, thinks he could fall in love with me.
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
Three days later there's no texts
What the hell did you expect.
He's only in it for himself,
For the money for the wealth.
A shallow kiss to fill a void,
A broken heart a lonely boy,
You took advantage of his pain,
Took his dignity for fame.
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly - Better Things (feat. Kate Nash) Lyrics
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After shows all the time, meet the band do a line.
Hotel room, double bed, empty sex and then regret.
Kiss and tell, well tell a friend, so and so would like to spend
More time in my company, thinks he could fall in love with me.
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
Three days later there's no texts
What the hell did you expect.
He's only in it for himself,
For the money for the wealth.
A shallow kiss to fill a void,
A broken heart a lonely boy,
You took advantage of his pain,
Took his dignity for fame.
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
Hotel room, double bed, empty sex and then regret.
Kiss and tell, well tell a friend, so and so would like to spend
More time in my company, thinks he could fall in love with me.
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
Three days later there's no texts
What the hell did you expect.
He's only in it for himself,
For the money for the wealth.
A shallow kiss to fill a void,
A broken heart a lonely boy,
You took advantage of his pain,
Took his dignity for fame.
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired.
And I've got better things to do tonight,
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
Writer: Robert Del Naja, Andrew Lee Isaac Vowles, Grantley Marshall, Tracey Anne Thorn, Ben Watt, James Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly
Language: English
Written by: Robert Del Naja, Andrew Lee Isaac Vowles, Grantley Marshall, Tracey Anne Thorn, Ben Watt, James Brown