Hey, babe It's written all over your face, say it A hurricane behind the door So I've come ready for a war
When you don't want coffee in the morning I know I'm in a hole It's hard enough to get you sober Got no chance if I'm hungover I ain't even woken up yet Not nearly vertical All I know is I'm in trouble 'Cause the atmosphere's so cold, so
Hey, babe It's written all over your face, say it A hurricane behind the door So I've come ready for a war
When I hеar that thunder in the distance I know it's gеtting close You're giving me that silent treatment Don't know what it's achieving When we're finished saying nothing Can we please get back to loving? When it's good, it's really something Can we please get back to us?
Hey, babe It's written all over your face, say it A hurricane behind the door So I've come ready for a war Hey, babe It's written all over your face, say it So when you find out what we're fighting for I'll be ready to talk
It's written all over your— It's written all over your face It's written all over your— It's written all over your face
Compositores: George Henry Tizzard (ASCAP), Louis William Tomlinson (PRS), Richard James Parkhouse (ASCAP), Robert Michael Nelson Harvey (PRS)Editores: BMG Rights Management (PRS), Minds On Fire (PRS), Songs Of Kobalt Music Publishing (BMI)Administração: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #36998936 em 20/Abr/2024