Strange Love by Halsey | Cover

Recorded at midnight. At the top of my staircase. Friends from Facebook pressured me into publicizing, so here it is. I'm thankful for you guys, who push me to put myself out there. I hope everybody had a good Thanksgiving. Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter: @agitheninja   / agitheninja     / agitheninja   Lyrics: Everybody wants to knowIf we fucked on the bathroom sinkHow your hands felt in my hairIf we were high on amphetamines And everybody wants to hearHow we chainsmoked until threeAnd how you laughed when you said my nameAnd how you gripped my hips so mean We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, noWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything That's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secret, oh oh ohThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, Everybody's waiting up to hear if I dare speak your namePut it deep beneath the track, like the hole you left in meAnd everybody wants to know 'bout how it felt to hear you screamThey know you walk like you're a god, they can't believe I made you weak We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time, no, no, noWe wrote a story in the fog on the windows that nightBut the ending is the same every damn time They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything That's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secret, oh oh ohThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything These days I can't seem to get along with anyoneGet by with anyoneThese days I can't seem to make this right, well, is this fineWill it be alright? They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strangeBut I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anythingAnd I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stageBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything That's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itThat's the beauty of a secret, oh oh ohThat's the beauty of a secretYou know you're supposed to keep itBut I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything