作词 : Abigail Morris/Emily Roberts/Georgia Davies/Aurora Nishevci/Lizzie Mayland/Rhys Downing
作曲 : Abigail Morris/Emily Roberts/Georgia Davies/Aurora Nishevci/Lizzie Mayland/Rhys Downing
I have my sentence now at last, I know just how you felt
I dig my fingers in expecting more than just the skin
'Cause we’re a lot alike, in favour, like a motorbike
A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters
We've got the highway tight, the moon is bursting with headlights
One more and we're away, lovе tender in your Chevrolеt
And we’re a lot alike, in favour, like a motorbike
A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters
Even when the cold comes crashing through, I'm putting all my bets on you
I hope they never understand us
I put my heart inside your palms, my home in your arms, now we know
Nothing matters, nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters
And you can hold me like he held her
And I will **** you like nothing matters