LYRICS
作曲 : Harriette Hull/Sam Jackson Willows/Cameron Fraser
The way my mother posts
Keeps me from going home
The way you take my calls
It's just like my father does
Wrote you a letter in september
Don't read it though
I love myself on the internet
But that's all though
Ooh, I love myself on the internet
Ooh, I found myself at your door again
It's all set up, it's all said and done
But I'm lost on my phone again
It's all comin' down my roses get stuck
I'd rather be stuck on the line again
Beep-beep, beep-beep
The things I call my own
I never found 'em from my own home
But if I knew how to make my bed
I wouldn't sleep so close to the edge
Write me a letter
If I'm sober will I read it? No
I hate myself when I'm hungover
I guess that's how it goes
Ooh, I love myself on the internet
Ooh, I found myself at your door again
It's all set up, it's all said and done
But I'm lost on my phone again
It's all comin' down my roses get stuck
I'd rather be stuck on the line again
Now I'm stuck on the line again
Now I'm stuck on the line again
It's all set up, it's all said and done
But I'm lost on my phone again
It's all coming down my roses get stuck
I'd rather be stuck on the line again
Ooh, I love myself on the internet
Ooh, I found myself at your door again
Beep-beep, beep-beep
Now I'm stuck on the line again
Beep-beep, beep-beep
Now I'm stuck on the line again
Beep-beep, beep-beep
Now I'm stuck on the line again