You make my tongue turn blue
See I've very nearly had it with you You say I keep you waiting
You know full well that I can't promise you a thing
You make my lips turns turn red
I'd rather leave you but you keep me here instead
I do my hair for you, paint a pretty face on for you too
I kinda like the way you think I care about you
Tell them you think I'm pretty and that I'm the one you want
But soon I'll make you want to lose everything you've got
The nights are getting grey, still I have to listen to everything you say
And I'm still scratching at the light
We'll both be lost soon because it's nearly night
You make my lips turn red
I'd rather leave you but you keep me here instead
I do my hair for you, paint a pretty face on for you too
I kinda like the way you think
I care about you
Tell them you think I'm pretty and that I'm the one you want
But soon I'll make you want to lose everything you've got

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