Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Daniel
Drums
Adam Hann
Guitar
Guendoline Rome Viray Gomez
Programming
London Community Gospel Choir
Choir
Matty Healy
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Daniel
Songwriter
Ross MacDonald
Songwriter
Adam Hann
Songwriter
Matty Healy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Daniel
Producer
Luke Gibbs
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jonathan Gilmore
Recording Engineer
Mike Crossey
Mixing Engineer
Matty Healy
Producer
Lyrics
Oh irony is okay, I suppose, culture is to blame
You try and mask your pain in the most postmodern way
You lack substance when you say something like, "Oh, what a shame"
It's just a self-referential way that stops you having to be human
I'm assuming you'll balloon when you remove the dirty spoon
And start consuming like a human, that's what I am assuming
I'm sure that you're not just another girl
I'm sure that you're gonna say that I was sexist
I feel like you're running out of all the things I liked you for
Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers?
'Cause it always ends with us hating each other
Instead of calling me out, you should be pulling me in
I've just got one more thing to say
And why would you believe you could control how you're perceived
When at your best you're intermediately versed in your own feelings?
Keep on putting off conceiving, it's only you that you're deceiving
Oh, don't have a child, don't cramp your style, I'll leave it
Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers?
'Cause it always ends with us hating each other
Instead of calling me out, you should be pulling me in
I've just got one more thing to say
I'm just pissed off because you pied me off
After your show when you let go of my hand
In front of some sket who wanted bit on your-
(Nah, I'm just messing)
Writer(s): Matthew Healy, George Daniel, Guendoline Gomez
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