foxes
like foxes do
Little pieces Sticky pieces Of me and you, of me and you. As the glue wears off, Imma break in two. Can you hold my hand? Will you hold my hand? So while you're there And I'm still here. The simple things, Your simple things, That I used to hate, Like your pissed off face. The one you used to make When I came home late. As the 135 is delayed, Snow storms meant that we could've stayed. Like what foxes do; I bury under ground whilst I wait for you. Make a palace out of trash Like foxes do. I'm the only one for you. Isn't that like what foxes do? If we drew a line, You were X, I was Y. Would we plot to cross paths? Can we plot to cross paths? Oh, if this it And it's meant to be. Well, I'm fine with that If you could stick us back. As the 135 is delayed, Snow storms meant that we could've stayed. Like what foxes do; I bury under ground whilst I wait for you. Make a palace out of trash Like foxes do. I'm the only one for you. Isn't that like what foxes do? Like what foxes do; I bury under ground whilst I wait for you. Make a palace out of trash Like foxes do. I'm the only one for you. Isn't that like what foxes do? I'm the only one for you. Isn't that like what foxes do?