Matt and Sam’s Brother – Chloe

Matt and Sam’s Brother – Chloe Lyrics

Artist: Matt and Sam’s Brother
Song: Chloe

Got my suit pressed
Just for the funeral
Is it a new dress?
God, you look beautiful

So hold me
’til it’s inappropriate
Like, Chloe
We just shouldn’t be doing this

But I could get used to it
She’s sobering up
I’m talking too much
She’s rolling her eyes

I think that I might
Roll up my sleeves
And get what I want
I hurt myself bad

Sex is a weapon
But only when you’re in town
I guess it’s better than guessing
Or running the runaround

But
Give me love
’cause your kind of love
Is a binding love

Right now
She’s sobering up
I’m talking too much
She’s rolling hеr eyes

I think that she might
Roll up hеr sleeves
And get what she wants
I hurt myself bad

Now we’re at your place
And Sam Cook’s on the stereo
So I take a long, dear
I know I sound terrible

So give me shame
Your kind of shame
Is a crying shame
Right now

She’s sobering up
I’m talking too much
She’s rolling her eyes
I think that she might

Roll up her sleeves
And get what she wants
I hurt myself bad
She’s sobering up

I’m talking too much
She’s rolling her eyes
I think that she might
Roll up her sleeves

And get what she wants
I hurt myself bad
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

You can purchase their music thru
  
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases

Matt and Sam’s Brother Lyrics – Chloe

Please support our site by sharing it.
And please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all your favourite songs.

From the album:
My Brain Hurts A Lot [Explicit]
Release Year: 2017

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n9xiGJC0VyI