Lola Young

I spent all day tryna be sober
I drowned in my misery, crawled up on the sofa
And I still love him the way I did
When I was nineteen, but it's not easy to let him know
I spent all day wishing the day was over

I wanna get away, far from here
Pack my bags, my drugs, and disappear
Tell you, "No, " make it clear
I'm not coming back for fifteen years
I wanna write a note, leave it with
My next door neighbour who don't give a shit
I wanna get away, far from here
Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him

Yeah, tell my dealer I'll miss him
I'll tell my dealer I

Spent all week just tryna do something
Maybe I should take a walk, but f*ck all the running
And I still love him the way I did
But I should get a f*cking grip
I'll never let him know that
I spent all week doing a whole load of nothing

I wanna get away, far from here
Pack my bags, my drugs, and disappear
Tell you, "No, " make it clear
That I'm not coming back for fifteen years
I wanna write a note, leave it with
My next door neighbour who don't give a shit
I wanna get away, far from here
Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him

Tell my dealer I'll miss him
Tell my dealer I'll miss him
I'll tell my dealer I'll miss him
I'll tell my dealer I