Laundry

Way low, way low
Oh baby, yeah
Call out my name, name, name, body
Running for your love is hard, who’s to say?
We can’t even talk about it, who’s to blame?
(You always trying to fucking argue dog)
Call out my name when you need somebody to hold
Feel so alone and it feels like
I wait by the phone for you to hit my line
And I know we’ll be alright (You just got to talk to me)
Way low, way low
Oh baby, yeah
Call out my name, name, name, body to
Talk
Baby can we talk?
Communication, you suck
We can’t fuck our problems away
You want me here everyday so talk
Baby can we talk?
Communication is for us
I can’t eat your issues away
Got weight I don’t want to play
Way low, way low
Oh baby, yeah
Call out my name when you need somebody to hold
Way low