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Ex favorito

Maisie Peters

Favourite Ex

It was open and closing
And hopelessly hoping for sure
We were here, we were ghosting
Both of us coasting on 'just give a little more'

It was all out my hands when you pulled the trigger
And I kissed your friends 'cause your friend said you kissed her
And I didn't flinch, and the lights didn't flicker and I
I fell apart

You were my best nights and worst fights
And couldn't care less
You were my gold rush to cold touch
Favourite ex
And all of the others cancel out each other
And it's always you left
You were my no sleep, cried for weeks
Favourite ex

It was stabs in the back
And the nice things you said when you were wasted
I was looking for something
And changing the one thing you hated

It was all out my hands when you pulled the trigger
And I kissed your friends 'cause your friend said you kissed her
And I didn't flinch, and the lights didn't flicker and I
I fell apart

And you were my best nights and worst fights
And couldn't care less
You were my gold rush to cold touch
Favourite ex
And all of the others cancel out each other
And it's always you left
You were my no sleep, cried for weeks
Favourite ex

My favourite ex
(Two, three)

You were my best nights and worst fights
And deepest breaths
You were my gold rush to cold touch
Favourite ex
And all of the others cancel out each other
And it's always you left
'Cause you were my no sleep, cried for weeks
Favourite ex

Ex favorito

Estaba abierto y cerrando
Y desesperadamente con la esperanza de seguro
Estábamos aquí, estábamos fantasma
Los dos nos vamos a “dar un poco más

Estaba todo fuera de mis manos cuando apretaste el gatillo
Y besé a tus amigos porque tu amiga dijo que la besaste
Y no me estremí, y las luces no parpadeaban y yo
Me desmoroné

Eras mis mejores noches y peores peleas
Y no podía importarle menos
Eras mi fiebre del oro al frío toque
Ex favorito
Y todos los demás se cancelan el uno al otro
Y siempre te fuiste
Tú eras mi no sueño, lloraste durante semanas
Ex favorito

Fue apuñalado por la espalda
Y las cosas bonitas que dijiste cuando estabas borracho
Estaba buscando algo
Y cambiar la única cosa que odiabas

Estaba todo fuera de mis manos cuando apretaste el gatillo
Y besé a tus amigos porque tu amiga dijo que la besaste
Y no me estremí, y las luces no parpadeaban y yo
Me desmoroné

Y tú fuiste mis mejores noches y peores peleas
Y no podía importarle menos
Eras mi fiebre del oro al frío toque
Ex favorito
Y todos los demás se cancelan el uno al otro
Y siempre te fuiste
Tú eras mi no sueño, lloraste durante semanas
Ex favorito

Mi ex favorita
(Dos, tres)

Eras mis mejores noches y peores peleas
Y respiraciones más profundas
Eras mi fiebre del oro al frío toque
Ex favorito
Y todos los demás se cancelan el uno al otro
Y siempre te fuiste
Porque fuiste mi no dormir, lloraste durante semanas
Ex favorito

Escrita por: Bradford Ellis / Jez Ashurst / Maisie Peters