Nothing Matters (Acoustic / Live from Studio Brussel|Explicit) - The Last Dinner Party

Lyrics by：Abigail Morris/Emily Roberts/Georgia Davies/Aurora Nishevci/Lizzie Mayland/Rhys Downing

Composed by：Abigail Morris/Emily Roberts/Georgia Davies/Aurora Nishevci/Lizzie Mayland/Rhys Downing

Produced by：The Last Dinner Party

I have my sentence now at last I know just how you felt

I dig my fingers in expecting more than just the skin

'Cause we're a lot alike in favour like a motorbike

A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles

And you can hold me like he held her

And I will **** you like nothing matters

And you can hold me like he held her

And I will **** you like nothing matters

We've got the highway tight the moon is bursting with headlights

One more and we're away love tender in your Chevrolet

And we're a lot alike in favour like a motorbike

A sailor and a nightingale dancing in convertibles

And you can hold me like he held her

And I will **** you like nothing matters

And you can hold me like he held her

And I will **** you like nothing matters

Even when the cold comes crashing through I'm putting all my bets on you

I hope they never understand us

I put my heart inside your palms my home in your arms now we know

Nothing matters nothing matters

And you can hold me like he held her

And I will **** you like nothing matters

And you can hold me like he held her

And I will **** you like nothing matters

And you can hold me like he held her

And I will **** you like nothing matters