You're quoting lyrics that I never thought you knew
He's coming round again
‘Cos now he don't give a f** about you
And you'll work it out soon
You're throwing shapes at him
And everyone is so adorn
To see your face when you found out
The songs were all about you
But he's the perfect gentleman to you
It will all make sense, yes
It will all make sense
It will all make sense, yes
It will all make sense
It will all make sense, yes
It will make sense later on
It's past 12 so I'm not getting up
It's past 12 so I'm not getting up
It's past 12 so I'm not getting up
It's past 12 so I'm not getting up
It's past 12 so I'm not getting up
It's past 12 so I'm not getting up
It's past 12 so I'm not getting up
Turns out that you don't give a f** and
All of those words
Were all about you
Were all about you
Were all about you
Were all about you
(It will all make sense, yes, it will all make sense)
Were all about you
(It will all make sense, yes, it will all make sense)
Were all about you
(It will all make sense, yes, it will make sense later on)