paroles de chanson Beautiful - Version Eight

Why you gotta be so fucking beautiful
Why you gotta be the fucking death of us
Everything you say is so impossible
Probably why I'm still so stuck in love with this
Staring at my phone til you hit me up
Wonder if I'll ever fucking give enough

Why am I addicted to this toxic bliss
When every single minute burns
A hole right through my chest
Maybe we're a dream
That I never could believe
Maybe we're a song
Maybe we're a scene
Maybe we're a tiktok blowing up
Too high to breathe
Losing every moment to an IG feed
Never really saw it as you and me
Cause every pretty girl
Just wanna fuck for free drinks

Why we gotta be such a beautiful mess
You know I wanna fuck
When you're looking like that
Hard to pull away
When you're working that shit
But I keep on losing my mind
When you blur the lines

Why you gotta be so fucking beautiful
Why you gotta be the fucking death of us
Everything you say is so impossible
Probably why I'm still so stuck in love with this
Staring at my phone til you hit me up
Wonder if I'll ever fucking give enough

Lost in these feelings
Too strong to express
May be why I play it
So close to the chest
Fuck the rest
Over all the goddamn stress
Sick of this illusion of happiness
Babe I tried to love you
Through the gaslight mess
But how can I still love you
Feeling stupid when I call you
Never making time
Drowning in the lies
Guess I'll put you back on
Fucking mute this time
Ghost ride