Furniture - Maude Latour

I’m probably gonna get hurt this weekend

'Cause you and I ended

And you like new beginnings too much

I mentioned that I hope we stay friends

But I regret what I said

‘Cause I heard what you told Emma

And damn, I really hate your guts

I hate all your friends

And I miss you so much

But I blocked all your texts

Wow, this party sucks

So I’ll run and get my coat

And then you walk through the door

Who invited you babe?

'Cause I can’t see you anymore

Oh no, I’m melting through the furniture

Did someone turn the temperature up?

'Cause I’m slipping through the cracks in the floorboards

To the apartment below us, yeah

Oh no, I’m melting through the furniture

Did someone turn the temperature up?

'Cause I’m slipping through the cracks in the floorboards

To the apartment below us

I wish that we were more like the movie

I cry on my birthday

But, you would make it up to me

All my friends feel like they’re strangers

I don’t wanna be famous

But, I wanna sing until I drown

'Cause when the music is loud

When I’m in front of a crowd

And I’m talking to the God

And I can tell that you’re proud

I guess that nothing’s forever

I know that now

But, I still sink to the ground

Oh no, I’m melting through the furniture

Did someone turn the temperature up?

'Cause I’m slipping through the cracks in the floorboards

To the apartment below us

Oh no, I’m melting through the furniture

Did someone turn the temperature up?

'Cause I’m slipping through the cracks in the floorboards

To the apartment below us

(Apartment below us) Oh no

(Apartment below us) I’m melting through the furniture

(Apartment below us) Did someone turn the temperature up?

(Apartment below us) 'Cause I’m slipping through the cracks in the floorboards

To the apartment below us