Hazelnut BE GOOD

Have a lick, taste the plate
Your tongue's infinite like a figure eight
It all got a little hazy
I've been wanting you to hate me
Uh huh

Have a drink, go to bed
And I remember every word you said
I've been writing songs while you sleep
I've been counting all of your sheep
Uh huh

Ooh Ahh
I never claimed to be a healer
But I can make you feel better
Ooh Ahh
I never claimed to be a good man
But you can share my weather

I go out and stay up late
I carved our names into a number plate
I've been taking midnight walks
Thinking about the way that you talk
Uh huh

Hold me up to the light
I'll disappear into your dreams tonight
Someone's on the other line
Call me back another time
Uh huh

I can make you feel better