Kate Miller-Heidke

Your Friends Will Tell You Who You Are


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Batten down the hatches, lock up grandma's ashes
Anything that smashes, hide away

You-know-who is coming over
And if she isn't sober, there'll be hell to pay
Yeah, we'll have hell to pay

But I will play the perfect host and hope she won't go too far
Just by being in your life, your friends will tell you who you are
Your friends will tell you who you are

This wine-tasting class is filled with silly arses
Trying to add some style to what they swill
And I know I'm no better, fickle as a feather
We clink and then refill

But there's still time for me to change
Even though as soon as I start
When you debut those brand new shoes
Your friends will tell you who you are
Your friends will tell you who you are

One by one they scatter ashes over water
Just catch up each summer, catch each other's colds
And then goodbye

Can I have another drink? I feel like another drink
No, don't wanna call it a night (hiccup)

I'll call it a disaster, drink to dying laughter
But I won't go with no fight

And you just smile, kiss me goodnight
Because you have a good heart
When you forget why you should be loved
Your friends will tell you who you are
Your friends will tell you who you are

They will tell you who, your friends will tell you who you are, they'll tell you
They'll tell you who your friends will tell you who you are
They will tell you who, your friends will tell you who you are, they'll tell you
They'll tell you who your friends will tell you who you are
They will tell you who, your friends will tell you who you are, they'll tell you
Your friends will, they'll tell you


Writer/s: Kate Miller-Heidke / Keir Nuttall

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