[Verse 1]
Living on a loop with no strings and no ties, no ties
You’ve been covering the fake love, good times, good times
I’ve been sleeping with excuses, the truth is, the truth is, you lie
You lie
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, so I’m gonna run faster than a bullet do
So I’m gonna run and if I were you
[Chorus]
I wouldn’t wait up for a late-night call
You ain’t gonna hear from me at all
We could be 100 miles apart
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
If you don’t know you should know by now
You ain’t gonna hold a good one down
We could be 100 miles apart
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
[Post-Chorus]
Oooh, na na na na na na na
Oooh, na na na na na na na
Oooh, na na na na na na na
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
[Verse 2]
Nothing left to say, it’s over, got no words, no words
Always trying to tamе the fire, I got burnt, I got burnt
No way you desеrve the closure, I’m so hurt, I’m so hurt
You gonna learn, who you shoulda put first
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, so I’m gonna run faster than a bullet do
So I’m gonna run and if I were you
[Chorus]
I wouldn’t wait up for a late night call
You ain’t gonna hear from me at all
We could be 100 miles apart
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
If you don’t know you should know by now
You ain’t gonna hold a good one down
We could be 100 miles apart
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
[Post-Chorus]
Oooh, na na na na na na na
Oooh, na na na na na na na
Oooh, na na na na na na na
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
Oooh, na na na na na na na
Oooh, na na na na na na na
Oooh, na na na na na na na
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
[Chorus]
Wouldn’t wait up for a late night call
You ain’t gonna hear from me at all
We could be 100 miles apart
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
If you don’t know you should know by now
You ain’t gonna hold a good one down
We could be 100 miles apart
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
[Post-Chorus]
Ohh, na na na na na na na
Ohh, na na na na na na na
Ohh, na na na na na na na
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
Ohh, na na na na na na na (I ain’t gonna write you a postcard)
Ohh, na na na na na na na (na na na na baby)
Ohh, na na na na na na na
And I ain’t even gonna write you a postcard
Postcard was produced by LOSTBOY.
Aston Merrygold:
This is written by Lostboy, who has worked with the likes of Little Mix and Griff. When we first heard it, we were honestly on the fence, because the demo was only sung with one person, so it didn’t sound like a group record, but the end result came out as probably one of our favou...