Wish You Were Dead
Lola Young, This Wasn’t Meant for You Anyway, 2024
Writers: Conor Dickinson, Solomonophonic,
Lola Young, Matt Zara, Manuka
Producers: Solomonophonic, Matt Zara, Manuka
Label: Island, Universal Music Group
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Can you come around,
call me nice,
comb my hair,
sing me lullabies,
and we can pretend that we’re in love?
When you come around
I’ll wear red,
I’ll forget all the awful things you’ve ever said.
Though we can pretend that we’re in love,
we can pretend that we’re in love.
Until I throw a punch
and it hurts a bunch,
and that tips me over the edge.
Ha, you throw my phone out the window,
the next thing the neighbor said she’s calling the feds.
And I miss you instead,
for a sec.
I miss you instead.
I miss you instead.
But then you come around
at ten p.m.,
we watch TV,
and bake some bread,
and we can pretend that we’re in love.
We can pretend that we’re in love.
Until I throw a punch
and it hurts a bunch,
and that tips me over the edge.
Ha, you throw my phone out the window,
the next thing the neighbor said she’s calling the feds.
And I miss you instead,
for a sec.
I miss you instead.
I miss you instead.
You come around
call me nice,
comb my hair,
sing me lullabies.
Until I throw a punch
and it hurts a bunch,
and that tips me over the edge.
Ha, you throw my phone out the window,
the next thing the neighbor said she’s calling the feds.
And I miss you instead.
I miss you instead.
I miss you instead.
For a sec
I miss you instead.
I miss you instead.