Undercovers

Undercovers - Stealth

Lyrics by：Shaun Smith/Finneas O'Connell

Composed by：Doug Schadt

You talk so different when you're under covers

Don't tell me who you really are

I'll be your Monday Tuesday midnight lover

And in the morning you can steal my car

It feels so different when the door starts closing

I'm not as lonely as before want you to keep me

But am I imposing

Cus in the morning you send me home

I should give this up there's no love in luck of the draw

Think I've had enough then I still pick up when you call

I tell myself it's nothing at all

It must be normal to be bent out of shape

You know you're all that I want but still you rip out my heart

You say you love me

But I'm not the only

You love me better when we're under covers

You hide away on Friday night

Don't introduce me to your weekend lovers

We can keep each other out of sight

I should give this up there's no love in luck of the draw

Think I've had enough then I still pick up when you call

I tell myself it's nothing at all

It must be normal to be bent out of shape

You know you're all that I want but still you rip out my heart

You say you love me

But I'm not the only

And I'm tired of waiting for my turn I want you to myself

You tell me I'm the best you've had but no that doesn't help

No

I tell myself it's nothing at all

It must be normal to be bent out of shape

You know you're all that I want but still you rip out my heart

You say you love me

But I'm not the only

You love me better when we're under covers