It must be how you look When you woke up Or got choked up Ruby eyes bloodshot
See the way you can't sit still With no mention But attention For a dead flower
So I write, write, write All the things I didn't miss And despite, spite, spite My conclusion is
Nobody wants you Nobody wants you Like I do
It must be what you said Just the wrong time To be laughing What goes through that head
And you won't just act your age So you dance it Too romantic Put me on display
Excuses, abuses You've used me up My patience can't take it I've had enough
It must be meant to be When you make up From the breakup So now I see Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.