Maybe we could’ve been friends If I met you in another life Maybe then we could pretend There’s no gravity in the words we write Maybe you didn’t mean it Maybe blonde was the only rhyme The only rhyme
Want my heart to be breaking, breaking, no I’m happy and you hate it, hate it, oh And I’m not asking you to let it go But you been telling your side So I’ll be telling mine, oh
You can try To get under my, under my, under my skin While he’s on mine Yeah, all on my, all on my, all on my skin I wish you knew that even you Can’t get under my skin If I don’t let you in
You’re telling it how you see it Like truth is whatever you decide Some people will believe it And some will read in between the lines You’re putting me in the spotlight But I’ve been under it all my life, said, all my life
Want my heart to be breaking, breaking, no I’m happy and you hate it, hate it, oh And I’m not asking you to let it go But you been telling your side So I’ll be telling mine (mine)
You can try To get under my, under my, under my skin While he’s on mine Yeah, all on my, all on my, all on my skin I wish you knew that even you Can’t get under my skin If I don’t let you in
You can try To get under my, under my, under my skin While he’s on mine Yeah, all on my, all on my, all on my skin I wish you knew that even you Can’t get under my skin If I don’t let you in Read More