Malibu

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you

Running through the carparks, taking photos just for fun

Security's not happy and we're looking kinda dumb

Now we're running up the stairs, go join the kids up on the roof

And anyone's not anywhere, yeah it's just me and you

But I'm sick of playing God when it comes to what's true

And these 3-D glasses overemphasise everything blue

And I'm calling mayday mayday, am I even getting through

But I'd rather be alone than be alone when I'm with you

You wear, rose-coloured glasses

I think, the nights are getting darker

But I won't, spend them looking out for you

Don't call me, I won't answer you

I'm so sick of seeing blue. (x3)

And I bought myself two bottles of some shitty spirits too

Watch me drink them all tonight, trying to get over you, and

Sitting here alone gives me some serious déjà vu

But maybe authenticity was too good to be true

Broken lens of my new glasses, now I think I'm seeing two

And I swear that I don't care but I just miss when I had you

And I'm calling mayday mayday, am I even getting through?

And now my head is spinning, and the drinks are spinning too

You wear rose-coloured glasses

I think the nights are getting darker

But I won't spend it looking out for you

Don't call me, I won't answer you

I'm so sick of seeing blue

One day you'll be really sober

Just as another night is over

But I won't spend it looking out for you

Don't call me I won't answer you

I'm so sick of seeing blue. (x2)

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you

Pouring me some Malibu, drinking it to get over you