Harry Styles Lyrics

Sittin' in the garden, I'm a couple glasses in I was tryna count up all the places we've been

That she's gonna be an angel, just you wait and see When it turns out she's a devil in between the sheets

I noticed that there's a piece of you in how I dress Take it as a compliment

I can feel you take control (I can feel you take control) Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote

Hash brown, egg yolk I will always love you

Welcome to the final show Hope you're wearing your best clothes You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky

Carry the feeling Through Paris, all through Rome

If I was a bluebird, I would fly to you You'd be the spoon Dip you in honey so I could be sticking to you

And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you And the coffee's out At the Beachwood Cafe

I'm having your baby It's none of your business