Lyrics Strange Love - Live From Webster Hall - Halsey

Everybody wants to know
If we fucked on the bathroom sink
How your hands felt in my hair
If we were high on amphetamines

And everybody wants to know
How we chainsmoked until three
And how you laughed when you said my name
And how you gripped my hips so mean

We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time, na, na, no
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time

They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange
But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything
And I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stage
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything

And that's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
That's the beauty of a secret, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything

Everybody's waiting up to hear if I dare speak your name
Put it deep beneath the track, like the hole you left in me
And everybody wants to know, how it felt to hear you scream
They know you walk like you're a god
They can't believe I fucking made you weak

We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time, na, na, no
We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night
But the ending is the same every damn time

They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange
But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything
And I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stage
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything

And that's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
That's the beauty of a secret, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything

These days I can't seem to get along with anyone
Get by with anyone
These days I can't seem to make this right, well, is this fine
Will you be alright?

They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange
But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything
And I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stage
But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything

That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
That's the beauty of a secret, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything