Postpone

Postpone it

Tell them life’s got you

Take time off

Tell them someone needs you

Tell them “all work does is bides you a year”

Before you get out of here

To a place that don’t sleep

And the pubs won’t shut early

And Your ex’ll never call

From the minute you regret it to the minute that you let it go

To the minute you get fed up of tryna please everyone

And the minute you forget that you can pick it up like nothings changed

You feel like it all starts falling

And you feel like your luck needs changing

I’ll be there when it all falls

Sleep through all the rigmarole

Your room-mates cause every time they fall

Tell them “all love does is bides you a year”

Before you get out of here

To a place that don’t sleep

And the pubs won’t shut early

And your ex’ll never call