The Key of Awesome, Mark Douglas, Cara Samantha - Hello lyrics
[The Key of Awesome, Mark Douglas, Cara Samantha - Hello lyrics]
I know, it's creepy
But, I thought this haunted shithole flat
Was a good place to meet
To reopen every wound
What a fun way to spend a Saturday
Especially for you
I know my nails look sweet
I will work them into every shot
Even this POV
My flip phone is a piece of shit, so
Let me call you right back on
My brand new Motorola brick phone
Let's try this one, speak into the cup
Man, technology sucks (hello?)
I'll just go yell outside
Here's a phone I haven't tried
Ok, now I hear you clearly
On my Chiquita phone
Your voice sounds so delicious
And full of potassium (om nom nom)
I'm the dumper this time
(why'd she dump him?)
I treated him like dog shite
(she kicked and punched him)
Didn't mean to hog the umbrella, the loo
And the bed
And I'm sorry for always wearing a Go
Pro on top of my head
Shalom, buena dias i forgot to how to say
"hi" in English temporarily-ish
(Nice rhyme) hey bro, don't be cheeky
Or I'll write a lovely ballad about
How you used to beat me (what?)
I'm just kidding, you still can't take a joke
I'm so glad we spoke
I won't use your real name, Steve
(Steve McGuffin)
I just swallowed a thousand leaves
(that's disgustin')
I got sick of eating spaghetti for every meal
So I gave you an Atomic Wedgie
And I hope your crotch healed
I've been a ghost this whole time
(just like Swayze)
Your singing 'bout a made-up guy
(she is crazy) you've been home all day long
And the flat's a pigsty
Quit pretending you're a ghost and clean up
Those dead flies on the sill (clean it up)
Boo, I'm a ghost
But, I thought this haunted shithole flat
Was a good place to meet
To reopen every wound
What a fun way to spend a Saturday
Especially for you
I know my nails look sweet
I will work them into every shot
Even this POV
My flip phone is a piece of shit, so
Let me call you right back on
My brand new Motorola brick phone
Let's try this one, speak into the cup
Man, technology sucks (hello?)
I'll just go yell outside
Here's a phone I haven't tried
Ok, now I hear you clearly
On my Chiquita phone
Your voice sounds so delicious
And full of potassium (om nom nom)
I'm the dumper this time
(why'd she dump him?)
I treated him like dog shite
(she kicked and punched him)
Didn't mean to hog the umbrella, the loo
And the bed
And I'm sorry for always wearing a Go
Pro on top of my head
Shalom, buena dias i forgot to how to say
"hi" in English temporarily-ish
(Nice rhyme) hey bro, don't be cheeky
Or I'll write a lovely ballad about
How you used to beat me (what?)
I'm just kidding, you still can't take a joke
I'm so glad we spoke
I won't use your real name, Steve
(Steve McGuffin)
I just swallowed a thousand leaves
(that's disgustin')
I got sick of eating spaghetti for every meal
So I gave you an Atomic Wedgie
And I hope your crotch healed
I've been a ghost this whole time
(just like Swayze)
Your singing 'bout a made-up guy
(she is crazy) you've been home all day long
And the flat's a pigsty
Quit pretending you're a ghost and clean up
Those dead flies on the sill (clean it up)
Boo, I'm a ghost