LEARN LYRICS

I'm going alone to the club
A little twerk to cry
No matter how much I drink I'm dry
Not even dancing can I forget
What happens when you walk out the door
You leave with one scent, bring back another
That's why, DJ, play it for me
A little twerk to cry
You say that you look at me, but you don't see me
Your kisses are fake, and the truth I don't know
When you came back home I noticed it
My tee's gonna stain with pastel pink
So that you don't pray to me again
Go get yourself a priest that will hear your confession
I'm not for you anymore, I don't feel like it
You ate my leftovers, don't come back
I was crying in the corner
You're a wreck and you deserve to get f*cked
Taste your own medicine
And if tonight you're feeling bad
I'm going alone to the club
A little twerk to cry
No matter how much I drink I'm dry
Not even dancing can I forget
What happens when you walk out the door
You leave with one scent, bring back another
That's why, DJ, play it for me
A little twerk to cry
We met on the way heading to the club
She was stunning and all dolled up
But the mascara running down her face
Was something alarming
So I came closer and said, 'What are we gonna do?
Do you feel like dancing or something to drink
So you'll loosen up
And stop checking your phone for someone that doesn't deserve you'
Babe, sometimes I write you
What I never tell you
It seems obsessive on my part
What I never tell you
It always stays with me
I fight against fate to find you
She goes alone to the club
A little twerk to cry
No matter how much she drinks she's dry
Not even dancing can she forget
What happens when you walk out the door
You leave with one scent, bring back another
That's why, DJ, play it for me
A little twerk to cry
Because it feels like one hundred years of solitude
There's nothing that cures this sickness
Since you put out the flame
I can't see anything in the dark
And even though it's wrong
It feels good
Whenever you call I fall again
And every time
I see you again
You pull the demon out of me once more
I'm going alone to the club
A little twerk to cry
No matter how much she drinks she's dry
Not even dancing can I forget
What happens when you walk out the door
You leave with one scent, bring back another
That's why, DJ, play it for me
A little twerk to cry
(I'm going alone to the club-club
A little twerk to cry)
Londra, GARABATTO
Doing it
(That's why, DJ, play it for me
A little twerk to cry)
A little twerk to cry