作词 : Sam Fender
作曲 : Sam Fender
Emphatic, over-dramatic, pathetic stories are spun
About me and my loose tongue
They'll have the jealousy pouring out as they sniff up the filth
And text a tirade of hellish stuff
I’m not here to hold you up
While you pick away at my foundations
Save me your story of woe
Unwrap your cotton world and spare me this façade
Oh, no
And use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time
I’m crawling out of the stagnant hole that you’re wallowing in
So don’t you claw at my ankles
They use my name as a scapegoat to cover their back
But I won’t ever attack, I move against the compulsion
Move my heel in the ground to think that you had the notion
That I wouldn’t make a sound
Use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time
Use me all the time
Oh, you're lost, love
Oh, you're lost, love
Oh hah
Oh, you're lost, lover
Oh, oh