Watsky - Yes Britannia lyrics

[Chorus] I’m pleading guilty with the Crown today That’s all I got to say I will not lie to you I had to try my luck across the sea Now we’re history I’m saying goodbye to you [Verse 1
] Yes, I’ve been a mess With the pressure the stress See ya never, I guess Nevertheless, finding you I was blessed Swear I’m trying my best Lion inside of
 my chest Trying to claw his way out Crack my ribs, pop my lungs I don’t know if there’s a safe route Now—we can cut this frayed
 rope Or hope and wait us to fade Babe— after how great the ups were We can’t be living with love when it’s lost its luster Frosted over, busted, exhausted, ruptured Another couple who settled for less We want something real A relationship Wanna feel And quit chasing sh** Gimme a shield Or she’ll break me quick And we will never be the same again [Chorus
] I’m pleading guilty with the Crown today That’s all I got to say I will not lie to you I had to try my luck across the sea Now we’re history I’m saying goodbye to you [Verse 2
] All we’re seekin’s a person that we can cherish I don’t think you really want a green card marriage Nothing is fair but you’re caring and can’t bear it A lot of people perished tonight in Paris The planet is a mean is a motherf**er You wanna scream but we gotta lean on each other We suffer and pick ourselves up off of the floor Your dad at stage four, what could I say to support? Can we just quit each other The way you did cigarettes? Up and split, cold turkey, no regrets? I’d even miss tasting the nicotine on your breath when we kiss I’m not ready to say good bye to you yet Like sayonara I don’t know if I can try tomorrow Am I supposed to say a hallelujah Smile I knew ya And go on my way? [Chorus
] I’m pleading guilty with the Crown today That’s all I got to say I will not lie to you I had to try my luck across the sea Now we’re history I’m saying goodbye to you [Outro
] Oh, yes Brittania I surrender Book me and toss the key Oh, yes Brittania I’ll remember your generosity Oh, yes Brittania Poison testers, princes and hooligans Oh, yes Brittania Love's a jester, and what a fool I’ve been