| Said you needed space, so I gave you the stars
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| Do you ever think of me when you’re with your friends and they play my songs?
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| Been thinkin' of you and all the things that you do
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| Like are you happier now? |
| Is my hoodie still in your room?
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| And I’m always tired, it’s true, but I’m never tired of you
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| My bed feelin' so empty, but my head feelin' so full
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| Okay, cotton candy, Majin Buu, to tell the truth I just wish that I mattered to
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| ya
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| A millions things to say to you, but honestly, I don’t know how to tell it to ya
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| All the songs that I wrote for you
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| All the shit that I’d do for you
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| Never cared about anything, but I’d do this shit all over for you
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| 'Cause when I said «I love you,» I meant it
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| And I still feel the tension
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| When our song comes on in the car
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| Goddamn, girl, this shit hits different
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| I said like girl, you’re the one for me
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| My Benz got us, there’s room for three
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| And I want you bad, but you’re overseas
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| And I love it when you wear my tee’s
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| So like damn, what it do?
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| Got three bitches in my room
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| I got these hoes, but won’t pull through
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| Can’t nothing can compare to you
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| So like damn, what it do?
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| Got three bitches in my room
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| I got these hoes, but won’t pull through
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| Can’t nothing can compare to you
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| So like girl, I want you back
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| Every time I’m goin' up, I’m goin' out sad
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| No hoes, no face, I love you so fast
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| Every time I show up, you’re runnin' like track, ayy, ayy
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| 'Cause when I said «I love you,» I meant it
|
| And I still feel the tension
|
| When our song comes on in the car
|
| Goddamn, girl, this shit hits different
|
| Said you needed space, so I gave you the stars
|
| Do you ever think of me when you’re with your friends and they play my songs?
|
| Been thinkin' of you and all the things that you do
|
| Like are you happier now? |
| Is my hoodie still in your room?
|
| And I’m always tired, it’s true, but I’m never tired of you
|
| My bed feelin' so empty, but my head feelin' so full
|
| Okay, cotton candy, Majin Buu, to tell the truth I just wish that I mattered to
|
| ya
|
| A millions things to say to you, but honestly, I don’t know how to tell it to ya
|
| All the songs that I wrote for you
|
| All the shit that I’d do for you
|
| Never cared about anything, but I’d do this shit all over for you
|
| 'Cause when I said «I love you,» I meant it
|
| And I still feel the tension
|
| When our song comes on in the car
|
| Goddamn, girl, this shit hits different |