Creeper - Crickets Lyrics




Baby I'm sorry to call you so late,
Oh I forget I can't call you that name.
Still make those slips all of the time,
Don't know when I'll get better.

I think to the night that you handed me back,
Records that we shared and the life that we had.
You said in that condescending tone,
I'll never forget you.

She's in your jeans,
But I don't care.
You were my dream.
Now my nightmare.

At your sister's wedding I gave all that I had,
Your father was cold, and your mother was sad.
I thought to myself they were like you and I,
When we last met.

My love is a nail I can't pull out with plyers,
The lovers I've had have been gaslighting liars.
Don't know what that says about me,
But I just give in.

I mean it now it's making me ill.

She's in your jeans,
But I don't care.
You were my dream.
Now my nightmare.

So call me when you break up,
As you always do.
I can't promise I will pick up,
I'm done with you.

She's in your jeans,
But I don't care.
You were my dream.
Now my nightmare.

She's in your jeans,
But I don't care.
You were my dream.
Now my nightmare.





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Creeper Crickets Comments
  1. Natsu Kaway

    Creeper

  2. Eva Max

    There’s a song that sounds similar to this but it’s sang by a boy does anyone know what it is

    Melissa Bunker

    Eva Max I know what you mean! I don't know what it is though oops

    D_J_M_S Review

    What is it

  3. Josh McCarthy

    To the only person that disliked this song, ya mum ghey

  4. Caroline Paige

    I’m obsessed

  5. Leo Lover

    Baby I'm sorry to call you so late.
    Oh I forget I can't call you that name.
    Still make those slips all of the time.
    Dont know when I'll get better.

    I think to the night that you handed me back.
    Records we shared and the life that we had.
    You said in that condecending tone, "I'll never forget you.".

    She's in your jeans, but I don't care.
    You were my dream.
    Now my nightmare.

    At your sisters wedding I gave all that I had.
    Your father was cold and your mother was sad.
    I thought to myself they were like you and I, when we last met.

    My love is a nail I cant pull out with pliers.
    The lovers I've had have been gaslighting liars.
    Don't know what that says about me, but I just give in.

    I mean it now it's making me ill.

    Shes in your jeans. But I dont care.
    You were my dream.
    Now my nightmare.

    So call me when you break up.
    As you always do.
    I can't promise I will pick up.
    I'm done with you.

    She's in your jeans, but I don't care.
    You were my dream.
    Now my nightmare.

    She's in your jeans, but I don't care.
    You were my dream.
    Now my nightmare.

  6. Althea A

    love it