Georgia Maq - What Do You Mean (The Bank's Out of Money) lyrics

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Georgia Maq - What Do You Mean (The Bank's Out of Money) lyrics

I could never write poetry so I try to tell the truth Though sometimes I get in trouble when I sing about other people But I know that you'll be there for me With a cone of green and some nicotine And when you're not home I'll hang your washing out to dry Paying attention to overtones And talking in short hand with you Just sitting in dad's bedroom While the acid kids talk sh** And I got mistaken for Italian again It was the second time this week I'm sick of having to explain to people That I am actually Greek But I'm still trying to try to try To remember what life was like before I got tired and It helps to have your body standing next to mine But this is just what being human's like Doing the dishes when you're not home And writing this song in your room Giving up after twenty minutes And catching up on Breaking Bad It used to be that everything Was an attempt to impress you But you showed me where I want to be And that's exactly where I'm heading to When the conscience of the nation Is still standing in the street Wondering what happened How the man lost his compa**ion And I can't believe it's twenty-fourteen And we're still fighting for equality And the minister for my gender is a racist h*mophobic misogynist But I'm still trying to try to try To remember what life was like before I got tired and It helps to have your body lying next to mine But this is just what being human's like We never told my grandpa that my parents broke up And we never even told him about the d**h of this eldest son And even when he fell and broke his hip he would still stand When a stranger entered the room so he could shake their hand How I aspire to be like that man But thank god I'm an atheist or else I wouldn't be able to think like this Cuz' I'm not going to waste my life Apologizing to some pedophile And feeling bad about the girls I liked So I lied about being the punk-rock type But when she leaned against my car She drank whiskey and played guitar That's how she stole my heart But I'm still trying to try to try To relive what life was like before we all got tired and It helps to have your body lying on top of mine But I never want this feeling to end But I spend my days waiting to go to bed