[bad word] on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My my my – my my my – my my my my – my my ...

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My my my – my my my – my my my my – my my ...

I told you to be patient I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind
Cause in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
Skinny love 
My my my.. [bad word] on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My my my – my my my – my my my – my my ...

I told you to be patient I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind
Cause in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
Skinny love 
My my my..

Who will love you?
And they say

She's in the Class Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting [bad word] like pastries

And they scream
The worst things in [bad word] free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or go mad for a couple of grams
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly to fly to fly to fly