Mood Hoover

You're just a mood hoover Sucking the life out of my soul again And I think I'm a professional scuba Tryna survive underwater but all I'm saying You're not good for the world But you're good for me, nah, I'm just playing We're fucking awesome, but no one can see And I might bring flowers in the rain for you Act like the world is my stage for you Thank God and get down and pray for you For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love And I might bring flowers in the rain for you Act like this world is my stage for you Find God and get down and pray for you You're not an easy peeler You're a stubborn stone at the bottom of my shoe But I'm not that soft either It takes a heavy truck to move you But all I want Is at the end of the world to be sat next to you And all I know Is we're fucking awesome and they'll see it soon And I might bring flowers in the rain for you Fill up a bath of champagne for you Draw our initials in cocaine for you For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love For better or worse, people call it love I don't see how we're gonna come back togeth-