I you thousands of chords, but the more I confess the youre impressed with me. Id leave you for more, if only you were listening. And Im freaking out, get, get over this now. Ive spent all my time, writing these lines, but wont be heard.
Im sick of writing songs that you dont listen to. one goes out to me. Its not you. Im sick of writing songs that you even listen to. This one out to me. Its not you.
So make sure this songs not on mind when youre kissing me. Are you missing me, when Im for days? Is this the song plays? Oh no, of not.
Until now Ive finding excuses to not tell you how I feel, but this is the last straw. Youve too far this time. I that I am, the best thing youll ever have. If you start listening, then youll have to start looking.
So make sure this songs not on mind when youre kissing me. Are you me, when Im away for days? Is this the song plays? Oh no, of not. Is this the song thats on your when youre kissing me? Are you me, when Im away for days? Is this the that plays? Oh no, of not.
So you can save your excuses, Ive already it. lipstick looks perfect, wouldnt want you to ruin it, by wasting your breath as youre to me, I mean half as to you as you mean to me. So you can save your excuses Ive heard it. So, your excuses Ive already heard it.
So make sure this not on your mind when youre kissing me. Are you me, when Im away for days? Is this the song that Oh no, of not. Is this the song thats on mind when youre kissing me? Are you missing me, when Im for days? Is the song that plays?