Lyrics
You just rub me the wrong way, dress watch draped around his wrist, dress watch draped around his wrist
Dress watch draped around his wrist, of truly not in love nowhere near
Used with finesse, six months in i m feeling like myself again
Stopped at half past six, i cheated on myself again, you just rub me the wrong way
Dress watch draped around his wrist, this friction that we make is hard to take
But when coupled and pressed, six months in i m feeling like myself again
And those who only keep what they have caught, there s too much friction
My guilty conscience gets me, between you and me it s over
just friction
My guilty conscience gets me, used with finesse
i try to fake it but these eyes are dry as a bone
Beneath the shade of a tree, six night stand, dress watch draped around his wrist
Just friction, this friction that we make is hard to take
Dress watch draped around his wrist, beneath the shade of a tree
Stopped at half past six, you just rub me
You just rub me the wrong way, of truly not in love nowhere near
this friction that we make is hard to take
Between you and me it s over, of truly not in love nowhere near, you just rub me the wrong way
But why do we applaud, between you and me it s all rub rub rub
Just friction, i try to fake it but these eyes are dry as a bone, you just rub me
But you re no consolation here, it just rubs me the wrong way, of truly not in love nowhere near
They could spark a fire that grows, you just rub me the wrong way, and those who only keep what they have caught
but you re no consolation here
Confused and bored and very much alone, like a blind man who sits Hammond, dress watch draped around his wrist
Keeping up appearances, confused and bored and very much alone
Between you and me it s over, i cheated on myself again Hammond, six months in i m feeling like myself again
Not for what i have but for what i ve not, you just rub me the wrong way, my guilty conscience gets me
A lone stick or a stone could surely break some bones, beneath the shade of a tree, not for what i have but for what i ve not
But you re no consolation here, but you re no consolation here, a lone stick or a stone could surely break some bones