I don't know what's wrong with you Comin' all over, don't want to do Find someone else to while away hours Some other mug to give, give flowers I thought I was in love with you Thought together we'd find some truth Never seemed at all logical But maybe we were living in Smoke Bubbles
I, I wanna give you something more than you can ever give to me I, I'm sorry but this thing just seems like kisstory to me
You were all cool with the TV on Drinking with your friends and smoking bongs Never really heard when you snapped away, and quipped, It blurred over, it was all a quick fix Not like I'm not aching too But now I'm clear what I got to do I know at times it was magical But maybe we were living in Smoke Bubbles
I, I wanna give you something more than you can ever give to me I, I'm sorry but this thing just seems like kisstory to me
I, I wanna give you something more than you can ever give to me I, I'm sorry but this thing just seems like kisstory to me
Compositores: Felix Major Buxton, Simon Antony Ratcliffe ECAD: Obra #1999673 Fonograma #2523247