Amy Shark - The Idiot Lyrics
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The Idiot
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What Are The Lyrics For The Idiot By Amy Shark?
He's not here
He's out buying cigarettes And every day I get a funny feeling We both know how it feels We both know how it feels We both know how it feels Some kind of idiot at the start One in a million, break your heart Some kind of idiot at the start Sick lies kill all the hope in my heart Go slow, it's slippery on the patio My God, I'm sick of looking out for you We both know how it feels We both know how it feels We both know how it feels Some kind of idiot at the start One in a million, break your heart Some kind of idiot at the start Sick lies kill all the hope in my heart Do you know what you put me through? I may not ever trust anyone again in my entire life Do you know exactly what I could have been? Deep down, I know I'm better than this I know I'm better than this Some kind of idiot at the start One in a million, break your heart Some kind of idiot at the start Sick lies kill all the hope in my heart Some kind of idiot at the start One in a million, break your heart We both know how it feels We both know how it feels We both know how it feels I can't be alone again We both know how it feels We both know how it feels We both know how it feels I can't be alone again We both know how it feels We both know how it feels We both know how it feels I can't be alone again |
Who Wrote The Idiot By Amy Shark?
Amy Billings
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What's The Duration Of The The Idiot By Amy Shark?The duration of The Idiot is 3:17 minutes and seconds. |
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