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Release Date: January 15, 2021

Length: 3:09

Genre: Pop

Songwriter(s): Devlin, Teddy, Alex Oriet, David Phelan, Nat Dunn, Zain Malik

Windowsill

Nobody is Listening

— Song Lyrics

Fuckin' on the countertop, window to the floor She been on my mind, I swear she the type to roll She with me when I flow She with me when I don’t Fuckin' on the countertops, elevated her She could rob me blind, I'd give anything she want I never let her know So she come back for more Are you done yet? ’Cause I'm right here Are you waitin' for the right time to call me back? Cigarettеs and fuckin' on the windowsill In my bed, yeah, tеll me when you're gettin' here Only thing I wanna know Is how far away you are Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill Break the glass, go and show me how you really feel Cut me deep and sew it up That's the way you show me love I see the way she lookin’ like she lookin’ in my soul I ain't stoppin’, maybe this could be the somethin' that I want She with me when I flow She with me when I don't Fuckin' on the countertops, elevated her She could rob me blind, I’d give anything she want I never let her know So she come back for more Are you done yet? 'Cause I'm right here Are you waitin' for the right time to call me back? Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill In my bed, yeah, tell me when you're gettin' here Only thing I wanna know Is how far away you are Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill Break the glass, go and show me how you really feel Cut me deep and sew it up That's the way you show me love Your cigarettes on the windowsill You left here from the night before I take one, never light it up Night comes and I want you more So I can play dumb If the rain comes, it will more than pour But I don't want no fake love Just a real freak when I'm on the board And I'm waitin', impatient, all I can do is man my station When the body is that hot, it's a curse, damnation And there ain't no salvation, this girl could walk through Hell And I'm sure she'd tempt Satan if she ain't the devil herself Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill In my bed, yeah, tell me when you're gettin' here Only thing I wanna know Is how far away you are Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill Break the glass, go and show me how you really feel Cut me deep and sew it up That's the way you show me love

Script developed by Never Enough Design