paroles de chanson lsob - Sydney Sprague

He's a lucky son of a bitch
He doesn't know what he has
He doesn't know what to do with it
She's pretty light on her feet
She's always running around
She's always running away from me
Come back and tell me what to do
I'm rubber, he's glue
He can't touch me and I can't touch you
So tell me what to do
Crawl to your house just to stand outside
And stare at your life like it was mine
Your body is so fine
I just can't tear away my wandering eyes
And you catch me sometimes
I still can't tell if love it blind to it
So tell me what to do
Come back and tell me what to do
Crawl to your house just to stand outside
And stare at your life like it was mine
Come back and tell me what to do
Come back and tell me what to do
Come back and tell me what to do
Come back and tell me what to do
I'm happy for you but not genuinely
You got what I wanted I wish it was me
And you don't have to say it
I already see that I fucked up I fumbled it out of my league
And it probably worked out better for you
Yeah to tell you the truth it's probably better for me too
Cause I always want what I lose and I always do