Brunettes Shoot Blondes - Houston

Oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh

Huston, we have a problem
That's it, I'm going under
Time's up for our love song
We were just a one hit wonder
Sorry, I had to text it
I'm done, this is my Brexit
Tried to press rewind
I swear all of my attempts were desperate
Oh, this is so crazy
Go try to amaze me
You fire back, start yelling in CAPS
Perhaps you, you'll know better someday

After the party's over
I hate it when were sober
Play the music louder
Houston, we have a problem

Gotta, gotta go down
Falling into bits
Is it time to say
It's all over now

Gotta, gotta go down
If the pieces fit
Is it time we could
Start all over now

I gotta, gotta go down
Gotta, gotta go down
I gotta, gotta go down

Houston, we have a problem
Come get me out from under
I've been playing my part so hard
Are you still there, I wonder
Sorry, but I'm in the taxi
Shit-talking from the backseat
I've been running away
On my way down
To this dead end street
Oh, so we're just crazy
Go keep on erasing all my tracks
Say I was a mess
I guess you, you'll never know better someday

After the party's over
Call back when it gets colder
Play my music louder
Houston, we have a problem

Gotta, gotta go down
Falling into bits
Is it time to say
It's all over now

Gotta, gotta go down
If the pieces fit
Is it time we could
Start all over now

I gotta, gotta go down
Gotta, gotta go down
I gotta, gotta go down

I gotta, gotta go down
(It's all over now)
I gotta, gotta go down
(It's all, oh)