Vincent Kompany

作曲 : Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson/Declan McKenna

She's got a wicked way of getting what she wants from me

Involving personality tests she sends to mine

She's always checking up, asking if my jeans fit comfortably

And letting me know she remembers all our time

She's got a wicked way of acting like St. Anthony

I've lost so much I hope that she's not keeping tabs

I've tried to leave her, but she keeps on coming after me

And I'll need her there when things go really bad

I was crazy back then

And I'm crazy right now

And they're both in my bed

I've got a wicked way of hating my own company

She's not too bad, but got me in trouble way back when

Watch sixteen hours straight of the Gilmore Girls quite comfortably

I was crazy back then

Cut all my hair off trying to look like Vincent Kompany

Tied it together so I could tape it to the wall

And posted pictures hoping my friends would fall in love with me

I'm not crazy at all

Bit of shame, bit of arrogance to put ourselves down

Bit of Catherine of Aragon the way she sticks around

But she don't lose her head over nothin'

I'm rushing past someone so fast that's waited patiently

Every morning in the bathroom at my feet

I recognise her from a list of scary anecdotes

And a picture that you said was of me