Con Moto

Con Moto - Scumbucket

Written by：Kurt Ebelhäuser/Michael Fritsche/Dylan Kennedy/ Michael Fritsche/ Dylan Kennedy

Hate it so

Now I know you broke up the phone

As you take a seat

Leaving me to pray on my knees

And I turn off the light

You just got me blow up my side

And I loved it so

How you never pick up your phone

And I say 'god please'

Praying that you'd stay on your knees

As I blow out your side

And I watch you turn out your light

And I hate it so

How you never pick up your phone

Yes no I turn in my sheet

Waiting as you wake up my feet

As I watch you turn off the light

I headed down to shoot off your side

And now I've stopped your world you believe yourself

Wake up and see that you can't deceive yourself

And I loved it so

How you never pick up your phone

And I say 'god please'

Praying that you'd stay on your knees

As I blow out your side

And I watch you turn out your light

Your light