That’s So Boring versuri

Versuri Kareem Rahma & Tiny Gun – That's So Boring lyrics

You open a window, I let myself in
Saw your white flag waving high in the wind
Forget all my troubles, forgive all my sins
The sky looks like diamonds, I hear violins

A David Lynch film as we lie in your bed
On the nightstand are the beers from your fridge
Turn yourself on or I’ll turn myself in
This always ends right before it begins

Another boring story
Put your hands on the table for me
The cigarette on your lips, that’s so boring
The blue jeans on your hips, that’s so boring
I’m in over my head, that’s so boring

Making time just to pass the time
We only smoke when you’ve had some wine
I don’t deserve what’s on my mind
That’s not a problem, it’s not a problem

A David Lynch film as we lie in your bed
On the nightstand are the beers from your fridge
Turn yourself on or I’ll turn myself in
This always ends right before it begins

Another boring story
Put your hands on the table for me
The cigarette on your lips, that’s so boring
The blue jeans on your hips, that’s so boring
I’m in over my head, that’s so boring

It goes over and over and over and over
Again and again and again and again
It goes over and over and over and over
Again and again and again and again

The cigarette on your lips, that’s so boring
The blue jeans on your hips, that’s so boring
The white shoes on your feet, that’s so boring
All your friends that you keep, they’re so boring
And your weekends upstate, that’s so boring
And the bangs that you cut, that’s so boring
And your diamond necklace, that’s so boring
Every song that you sing, that’s so boring
I’m in over my head, that’s so boring