She’s kinda wasted I couldn’t see it in her eyes I have to face it We’re all not sober all the time
[VERSE II]
Red lips are shining Dissolving darkness into half Two worlds aligning Apparel dropped down on the floor
[CHORUS]
Why she makes me feel so torn apart There is something in her I don’t know Why she makes me feel so torn apart (There’s a heatwave running through my heart) Five hundred degrees and growing
[VERSE III]
Well, she's kinda wasted I could've seen it in the night But I had to taste it It wouldn't burn you if you tried
[CHORUS]
Why she makes me feel so torn apart There is something in her I don’t know Why she makes me feel so torn apart (There’s a heatwave running through my heart) Five hundred degrees and growing
[CHORUS]
Why does she make me feel so torn apart There is something in her I don’t know Why she makes me feel so torn apart (There’s a heatwave running through my heart) Five hundred degrees and growing Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
