Sabrina Carpenter – Nobody’s Son | Music Audio Download

Nobody’s Son by Sabrina Carpenter Music Download

Nobody’s Son is a song by the talented musical artist, Sabrina Carpenter and it’s available for your free mp3 download here.

This musical project was one of the track on Sabrina Carpenter‘s studio project titled ‘Man’s Best Friend’.

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Sabrina Carpenter – Nobody’s Son Lyrics

 [Verse 1]
“Hi, I hope you’re great
I think it’s time we took a break
So I can grow emotionally”
That’s what he said to me

[Chorus]
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I’m the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should have guessed, he’s like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There’s nobody’s son, not anyone left for me to believe in

[Verse 2]
Me? No, yeah, I’m good
Just thought that he eventually would cave in, rеach out
But no siree, he discovered sеlf-control (He discovered it this week)
This week (Oh, ah)

[Chorus]
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I’m the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should have guessed, he’s like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There’s nobody’s son, not anyone left for me to believe in

[Post-Chorus]
Believe in, no
Woah, woah
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[Bridge]
That boy is corrupt (Ah)
Could you raise him to love me, maybe?
He sure fucked me up (Ah-ah)
And yes, I’m talking ’bout your baby
That boy is corrupt (Ah)
Get PTSD on the daily
He sure fucked me up (Ah-ah)
And yes, I’m talking ’bout your baby (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I’m the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should have guessed, he’s like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There’s nobody’s son, not anyone left for me to believe in