I keel over At the sound of your name Crimson and clover There's no cure for this pain
I believed you I adored you I revered you Like I was born to
Now there's just a hole Right here where my heart should be And, no, it's not your fault Baby, this is all on me
I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right
I fell for the bullshit I fell for the lies I feel so stupid I set myself up for this, alright
I believed you I adored you I revеred you Like I was born to
Now therе's just a hole Right here where my heart should be And, no, it's not your fault Baby, this is all on me
I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right
I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right
Compositor: Holly B Hafermann (BMI)Editores: Hotel Bravo Music (BMI), M Shop Publishing (BMI), Universal Music Z Songs (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #34783292 em 20/Abr/2024