Metric - Fortunes lyrics
[Metric - Fortunes lyrics]
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
Tell me in the morning that you love me
Show me
Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, oh
She cracked right on the dance floor
She cracked, but I won't oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Tell me in the morning that you miss me
Show me
Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, oh
It's for your own good, girl
You've been such a good girl
Such a good girl
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
Stay to soften the blow hand over fist
To drink and to smoke my blood from a stone
I do expect fortunes to fold hand over fist
To soften the blow blood from a stone
Seven in the morning, do you miss me, baby?
Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, oh
It's four on the West Coast, girl
They tell me it's a magical world oh, oh, oh
It's a sinister world oh, oh, oh
It's too late to leave, too late to leave
Oh, oh, oh
It's too late to leave, too late to leave
Oh, oh, oh
It's too late to leave, too late to leave
Stay to soften the blow hand over fist
To drink and to smoke my blood from a stone
I do expect fortunes to fold hand over fist
To soften the blow blood from a stone
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
Tell me in the morning that you love me
Show me
Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, oh
She cracked right on the dance floor
She cracked, but I won't oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Tell me in the morning that you miss me
Show me
Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, oh
It's for your own good, girl
You've been such a good girl
Such a good girl
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh
Stay to soften the blow hand over fist
To drink and to smoke my blood from a stone
I do expect fortunes to fold hand over fist
To soften the blow blood from a stone
Seven in the morning, do you miss me, baby?
Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, oh
It's four on the West Coast, girl
They tell me it's a magical world oh, oh, oh
It's a sinister world oh, oh, oh
It's too late to leave, too late to leave
Oh, oh, oh
It's too late to leave, too late to leave
Oh, oh, oh
It's too late to leave, too late to leave
Stay to soften the blow hand over fist
To drink and to smoke my blood from a stone
I do expect fortunes to fold hand over fist
To soften the blow blood from a stone