Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Alexz Johnson

That Girl

 

That Girl

(album: The Basement Recordings - 2011)


You said you didn't need me (but you did)
You said you didn't want me (but you do)
It's kinda like a comedy
Well first you kiss me
Then you say we're through
I say you got some issuses (yeah, you do)
Some things you gotta work through (really do)
It's sorta like a talk show, no wait a freak show
When the freak is you

[Chorus]
I'm the smoke from your fire
I'm that lie you can trust
I'm the chord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shut up
I'm that blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me

You said I wasn't funny (but you laughed)
You said I couldn't drive fast (then you crashed)
Funny how it works out
With your big mouth
You'll always get it back (ha ha ha ha)
You thought you had me worked out (you're not deep)
Mr. "I Screw About" (you're still a creep)
At best you could've confessed
That you're a big mess
And that you're so damn weak

[Chorus]
I'm the smoke from your fire
I'm that lie you can trust
I'm the chord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shutup
I'm the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me

But still, I try and justify
Try to let this die
We'll never say goodbye I can't wait
I'll rub it in your face
Dressed in pretty lace
I'll send you home, to cry

Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha

[Chorus]
I'm the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me
Yeah, yeah

Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
[repeat 2x]

Can't get rid of me

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?