More songs by Paige
Description
Vocal, Associated Performer, Guitar: Paige
Producer, Composer, Lyricist: Paige Tapara
Lyricist, Composer: Demi Louise
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Producer: Noema Te Hau
Mastering Engineer: Andrew Downton
Lyrics and translation
Original
Trying to be patient with my heart.
If it was a little more logical it'd be fine. But this shit's invasive, ain't flowers and vases.
Good feelings aren't always reciprocated.
Yeah, love kinda sucks. It hits you then it runs, yeah.
So why do we, why do we, wanna be, wanna be in love? We had summer love, had soda popping.
Summers up in a west apartment. So hot that we'd have to block it with old
T-shirts and cuts of carpet. Loved you 'til the moon and back again.
You leaving me wasn't part of the plan, I guess.
Love kinda sucks. It hits you then it runs, yeah.
So why do we, why do we, wanna be, wanna be in love?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's not that fun.
It hits you like a bus, yeah.
So why do we, why do we, wanna be, wanna be in love?
Yeah. They say love is patient. It's just complicated.
Feels so outdated. No good to me, yeah.
So why do we, why do we, wanna be, wanna be in love?
Yeah. Left an empty spaces, unpollinated.
No sign of life to come rescue me, yeah.
Why do we, why do we, wanna be, wanna be in love? Mm.
Why do we, why do we, wanna be, wanna be in love?
Cheers.