Buckfast My Heart by Charmpit Lyrics

Reluctant
Oh I, I'm growing weary of this
Resistant
To face a face that might realize I’m
Really, really bad at this
Yeah I'm really, really bad at this

I packed two books
I got a train
I'm ready for the weekend
You’ve got good looks
Let's meet somewhere
I'm talking bout the middle

Slow burn, fine wine
Burn fast, Buckfast!
Not quite, hold tight
I wanna sleepover
Slow burn, fine wine
Burn fast, Buckfast!
Not quite, hold tight
I wanna sleepover, I wanna sleepover
It's not that I wanna shake you
It's that I'm shook up on you
You're getting comfy too
Four pillows and
Winter babeland
You're getting comfy too

RSVP to my big red bed
Cuz it’s dark at 3 and we’re underemployed
And if you bring those chips like you said
It could be dinner, it could be dinner

Slow burn, fine wine
Burn fast, Buckfast!
Not quite, hold tight
I wanna sleepover
Slow burn, fine wine
Burn fast, Buckfast!
Not quite, hold tight
I wanna sleepover, let's have a sleepover