sleep - WIINSTON

Break lights on the boulevard

This not what you really want

Three stamps for your postcard

Despite that, I might stay for a while

All my day ones' in the east

Bring 'em out west for the week

Ooh-we, oh my

Man, this city just half asleep

Ooh-we, oh my

Man, this city just half asleep

Ooh-we, oh my

Man, this city just half asleep

Ooh-we, oh my

Man, this city just half asleep

Tell her, tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her what you’re about

Tell her, tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her what you’re about

Sad song, sad song, nothin' new (That ass, yeah)

Sad song, sad song, feelin' you (That ass, yeah)

But I don’t want you to come through for us

Sad song, sad song, nothin' new

Ooh-we, oh my

Man, this city just half asleep

Ooh-we, oh my

Man, this city just half asleep now

Tell her, tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her what you’re about

Tell her, tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her what you’re about

I know damn well you asking for me

Shoot it down like that, get back to your sleep, yeah

God, I’m so appalled, falling in and out of love

And I don’t want you to come through for us

Tell her, tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her what you’re about

Tell her, tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her 'bout it

Tell her, tell her what you’re about