Текст песни Lorde - The Louvre

Well summer slipped us underneath her tongue
Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession
half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor

Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard

  I am your sweetheart, psychopathic crush
drink up your movements, still I can't get enough
I overthink your p-punctuation use

Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do

a ru-u-u-ush at the beginning
I get caught u-u-u-up, just for a minute
but lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing, can you hear the violence?
Megapho-o-o-one to my chest
N.c.
broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it

         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it
         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it
         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it
         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it

  Our thing progresses, I call and you come through
blow all my friendships, to sit in hell with you
but we're the greatest, they'll hang us in the Louvre

down the back, but who cares, still the Louvre

  Okay I know that you are not my type (still I fall)
I'm just the sucker who let you fill her mind (but what about love?)
Nothing wrong with it, supernatural
  Just move in close to me, closer, you'll feel it coasting

a ru-u-u-ush at the beginning
I get caught u-u-u-up, just for a minute
but lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing, can you hear the violence?
Megapho-o-o-one to my chest
N.c.
broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it

         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it
         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it
         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it
         broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom and make 'em all dance to it