Woke up alone again 'cause You're gone, you're gone, you're gone I thought you'd wanna stay but I was wrong, I'm wrong, I'm wrong
And everything you say Is hurtful like tooth aches But brushing is too late You're rotten, rotten, rotten See, I've been up two days Missing your mood swings And when we kiss, you taste Like cotton, cotton, cotton candy
It sucks when you have to leave but That's fine, that's fine, that's fine You kill me gradually and I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
And everything you say Is dragging like suitcases But you're my boo thing I promise, promise, promise All these times you're up too late Alone on a Tuesday And wanting me to taste You're cotton, cotton, cotton candy
And everything you say Is hurtful like tooth aches But brushing is too late You're rotten, rotten, rotten See, I've been up two days Missing your mood swings And when we kiss, you taste Like cotton, cotton, cotton candy
Cotton candy, cotton candy Cotton candy, cotton candy Cotton candy, cotton candy Cotton candy, cotton candyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
