Nightgowns - Tom Misch (汤姆·米希)/Loyle Carner

There was something 'bout her face

Something 'bout the way they would taste

Lick her lips after slipping everything she should've say

And saying everything that couldn't wait

Saying wouldn't it be great

A little bait heard a little late

Trying to be finding me cause I'm a slipper on a date

Saying wait the day will break

Trying to play it straight

But she be saying wake me up at eight

Now I'm talking late

Jack way back when I get eczema on my elbows

Before she found shelter in the shelter holes

We felt those lows

That heaven in the hell holes

Waiting for a situation saying we should show those feelings

We're feeling cause I don't get no Es in the evening

Release when I'm dreaming

And she would say she can't believe what shes reading

Cause everything I write has been misleading she needs

She

Needs him

Uh uh she needs him

She

Needs him

Uh uh she needs him

She

Needs him

Uh she needs him

She

Needs him

It be the Friday night

Filling it with fifa

Slum village sleeping through the speaker

I need her

Deeper than the reasons had to leave her

But she ain't thinking 'bout me

I ain't thinking 'bout her neither either

Believe her or let it go

It seems the latter looks like losing over setting stone

Best to bell her phone

I'd rather see her but shes never home

So I start to moan all alone

Grab her breath and groan speak after the tone like

Yo its me what you saying

It's been a week I was playing

I know this isn't good for you

But another night your staying

So help me I'm just tryna find a way

It ain't to early morning lay it low

They say the situations straying

Your the player now you're praying no more

What you playing those for

I played my cards right twice for nothing

Now I ain't waiting no more

She

Needs him

Uh uh she needs him

She

Needs him

Uh uh she needs him

She

Needs him

Uh she needs him

She

Needs him

She

Needs him

Uh uh she needs him

She

Needs him

Uh uh she needs him

She

Needs him

Uh she needs him

She