Your Favorite Song by Frank Cope Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Love's in my brain
It's something special, been clearing up my schedule for it
Just a little taste
No regrets, we're bedroom dancing, listening to Michael Jackson
Mama told me, "Son, one day you're gonna be a man."
"Start looking up to the heavens, not at your ceiling fan."
And quarter-life depression's got me feeling pretty down
But that shit's in recession, now you've started coming 'round
[Chorus 1]
Love me like a record you wanna hear
All over again, your favorite song
Quit making my chest hurt, you're my best friend
Don't throw it away, your favorite song
[Verse 2]
She knows all the words
And that's saying something, 'cause she don't remember shit
And I'm feeling heard
In too deep to call it quits, lipstick on my fingertips
Don't stress about the little problems of your day-to-day
Love exists to break away from worry, it's a sweet escape
So when the day comes that you're leaving, I will feel no pain
These memories will live on through the music that you're hearing, babe
[Chorus 2]
Love me like a record you wanna hear
All over again, your favorite song
Quit making my chest hurt, you're my best friend
Don't throw it away, your favorite song
Love me like a record you wanna hear
All over again, your favorite song
Quit making my chest hurt, you're my best friend
Don't throw it away, your favorite song
Love's in my brain
It's something special, been clearing up my schedule for it
Just a little taste
No regrets, we're bedroom dancing, listening to Michael Jackson
Mama told me, "Son, one day you're gonna be a man."
"Start looking up to the heavens, not at your ceiling fan."
And quarter-life depression's got me feeling pretty down
But that shit's in recession, now you've started coming 'round
[Chorus 1]
Love me like a record you wanna hear
All over again, your favorite song
Quit making my chest hurt, you're my best friend
Don't throw it away, your favorite song
[Verse 2]
She knows all the words
And that's saying something, 'cause she don't remember shit
And I'm feeling heard
In too deep to call it quits, lipstick on my fingertips
Don't stress about the little problems of your day-to-day
Love exists to break away from worry, it's a sweet escape
So when the day comes that you're leaving, I will feel no pain
These memories will live on through the music that you're hearing, babe
[Chorus 2]
Love me like a record you wanna hear
All over again, your favorite song
Quit making my chest hurt, you're my best friend
Don't throw it away, your favorite song
Love me like a record you wanna hear
All over again, your favorite song
Quit making my chest hurt, you're my best friend
Don't throw it away, your favorite song