Maggie Rogers: Don't Forget Me | Song-Factsheet

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Song «Don't Forget Me» von Maggie Rogers.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2024 02 08 (Digital), 2024 04 12 (Album)
Label: Capitol, Capitol 00602465092912
Songwriter Ian Fitchuk & Maggie Rogers
Produktion: Ian Fitchuk & Maggie Rogers
Genre: Electropop - Altpop, Country - Countryrock - Post-Millennial-Countryrock

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Maggie Rogers
Ian Fitchuk
Maggie Rogers
Ian Fitchuk
Maggie Rogers

Lyrics

[Verse 1] My friend Sally's getting married And to me that sounds so scary I'm still tryin' to clean up my side of the street I can't imagine what would happen 'Cause I'm still acting out of habit Hoping dirty words just don't escape my teeth [Pre-Chorus] Oh, but every time I try just a little Promise that I'll meet in the middle Always find my way back to my feet [Chorus] So close the door and change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover or someone that's nice to me Take my money, wreck my Sundays Love me 'til your next somebody Oh, but promise me that whеn it's time to leave Don't forgеt me Don't forget me [Verse 2] My friend Molly's got a guy, she Swears to God could be her family Says he's got the greenest eyes you've ever seen But it's crazy all the days she spends Just following him to parties She seems happy, oh, but that's not love to me [Pre-Chorus] Oh, but every time I try just a little Promise that I'll meet in the middle I always find my way back to my feet [Chorus] So close the door and change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover or someone who's nice to me Take my money, wreck my Sundays Love me 'til your next somebody Oh, and promise me that when it's time to leave Don't forget me Don't forget me [Bridge] And maybe I'm dead wrong Maybe I was bitter from the winter all along Maybe there's a stranger standing, holding out for love Just waiting on the next street Just for me Oh, just for me [Chorus] So close the door and change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover, someone who's nice to me Take my money, wreck my Sundays Love me 'til your next somebody Oh, but promise me that when it's time to leave Oh, won't you promise me that when it's time to leave Don't forget me Don't forget me