Compositor: manoefelipe
Uh
My hair stood on end
When I saw your face
Standing round that girl
Cigarette on hands
That one that I knew
Never would smoke weed
You shake my hand
Treat me like a strange
I could throw everything in your drawer desk
And come out as innocent
In this tale of illusion, baby
Lying won't hurt me less
If you had a choice
Why didn't you choose me?
Doubts still stuck in my throat
Threw me into free fall
They I say I'm doing to much
But is this my fault?
Your love has the taste of your drink cup
I die every time it dawns
You want me to open up
And so we can't talk?
Uh
Have you burned our photos yet?
It's like juggling with sharpen knives
Blame the problems on your dad
Watch you turning into him
Your's shadow on my side when I'm feeling bad
But you were never here
Know the situation, but happy birthday
So I could throw everything in your drawer desk
And come out as innocent
In this tale of illusion, baby
Lying won't hurt me less
If you had a choice
Why didn't you choose me?
Doubts still stuck in my throat
Threw me into free fall
They I say I'm doing to much
But is this my fault?
Your love has the taste of your drink cup
I die every time it dawns
You want me to open up
And so we can't talk?
So I'm pretty?
So I'm perfect?
Am I the one?
And so we can't talk?
Oh
Was it funny?
Am I a slut?
And so we can't talk?
Ah
Uh, ah