The Light From Your Mac

Girl, i slip into your bedroom

The light from your mac cuts through the gloom, like moonlight

Its so fucking grim out there, lets hibernate

I'm sick of people obsessed with their clothes and hair

Never leave london, new york or la

Fuck it lets hibernate, its cold and it is late

Both know i shouldn't stay , i don't care what your flatmates say

But yeah, theyre probably right

Don't let me stay tonight, im drunk and you are tired

Don't let me stay tonight, i'm hard and you are tired

I can crash out on your sofa, but thats not what i am here for

We could do spoons or more, just don't show me the fucking futon

I can hear it in your breathing, see your eyes move under the lids

As you dream of our future kids, follow away the hazy grey

But yeah, you're probably right, don't let me stay tonight

I'm drunk and you are tired, don't let me stay tonight

Yeah you probably had some bad advice, but your flatmates aren't that bright

And ones got a moustache and she talks a lot of shite

I can feel something is growing and yeah I ought to be gone

Now the light from your mac is blinking, leaving is not what I'm thinking

But yeah you're probably right, don't let me stay tonight

I'm drunk and you are tired, so let me stay tonight

I don't care what your flatmates say, you got that naughty look in your eyes

I'm hard and you are tired, just let me stay tonight