Think of you a lot, but I've had sicker thoughts Think of you in bed, think of you in knots I hate how my plans turn into demands I stand accused of falling into love a little too soon Excuse me if I aim for the moon Ended up shooting myself in the foot Put it into my mouth felt it not feel good I should have been your friend But I can't go back to my bed Let me die in ignominy it's how I want it to be So please.. Drop your shrill defense Let me be your friend Oh you're just a tease Oh you're just pretend I hate how my plans turn into demands I stand underneath the sun and watch my good parts die Oh, god I'm so handsome when I'm high Nothing's ever gonna feel as good as you again Guess all that means is that we can't be friends I should go back to my bed But I can't get out of it Stop the waiting, hesitating, thankless thanking thin ice skating Circles circlin the departed, parts I had I had just started I been something I ain't nothin I want someone my own size Fallin in and out of line in a bathroom stall Oh I know that I got something good And I feel how I should when I feel happy Love leaves no liars on their toes When I'm on the phone i'm still alone But you could run it by another phony guy I won't try O'm not hanging up, though I'm still hung up on youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
