لومړۍ 17 کرښې.
Sub By: Doddy Irwanto
I know you're out in Cabo Hanging with your brother
Wishin' that I was your bottle So I could be close to your lips again
I know you didn't call your parents And tell them that we ended
'Cause you know that they'd be offended Did you not wanna tell them it's the end
And I know we're not supposed to talk But I'm getting ahead of myself
I get scared when we're not 'Cause I'm scared you're with somebody else
So I guess that it is gone And I just keep lying to myself
I... can't believe it
I miss you, yeah I miss you
I miss you, yeah I miss you, oh I do
I miss you, yeah I miss you
Though I'm tryin' not to right now
You weren't a fan of pictures So I hardly ever took 'em
Got them saved in my mind from the bedroom So that way I can't forget your skin
So I saved all the texts All of the best over the years
Just to remind myself Of how good it is
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