23 lyrics for "But you know I'm him"
La la la la la la la la I'm selfish, I know While he's touching your skin "Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?" La la la la la la la la (whoa) But I don't ever want to see you with him
PlayLosing him was blue like I'd never known Missing him was dark grey all alone Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met Loving him was red Burning red But loving him was red (Burning it was red) Loving him is like driving a new
PlayJust so you know I oh Just so you know I was thinking of you I didn't mean to get physical But when he pulled in and revved it up I said you call that a pickup truck And in the moonlight I throwed him down A kicking, screaming, a rolling around A little
PlayYou need something new, girl But you deserve somebody good enough for you, girl Now, I can't hold this back forever, knowing you'll Be better off if you just tell him goodbye Now, I ain't tryna get no drama started I see him calling and you just let it
PlayAnd all my friends say I started shooting doubles When you walked in All my friends say I went a little crazy Seeing you with him You know I don't remember a thing But they say I sure was raising some cane I was a rock star, party hard
PlayPlaces you will go I can turn, we can turn to the places we know You could have stepped into the top of the water poles Into the wells of the shimmer love She's gonna drive you to the shores But you don't know who you are I tell her take your time now
PlayHmhmhmhm ah ah I love him from the skin to my bones, ah But I don’t wanna miss home, ah There’s nothing to save and he knows, ah I’ll just runaway in the overnight "How long you leaving?" "Well Dad just don’t expect me back this evening Oh it could take
PlayWhat did you do to my eyes You better slow down baby soon It's all or nothing to you What did you sing to that lonely child Promised it all but you lied Oh, the devil's inside You opened the door You gave him a ride Too young to know, too old to admit
PlayForgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met Losing him was blue like I'd never known But loving him was red Missing him was dark gray all alone Burning red Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street Faster than the
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