letra de boy - william crooks
[intro]
i got a lot of things to say to you that i probably won’t ever tell
sometimes i think i can still smell you on my pillows
but i keep waking up in bed by myself
f-ck
[chorus 1]
i wish i could make sense of myself
i wish that being with you would help
but i think i’m better off alone
and you got me like a dog
i’ll come running to you every time you call
why did i fall for you?
[verse 1]
things ain’t been the same since the day i found you
i don’t ever wanna leave when i’m around you
i would miss my bus, walk on home
just to spend five more minutes with you
yeah, i know
hey
sorry if i’m being stupid
honestly its all i know
i always f-ck things up (yeah)
but you should know that by now
i think i write you a letter like every day
every time i throw it away
‘cause i don’t know if it feels the same for you
[bridge]
alone here in my bed
i been inside in my head
‘bout everything i wanna say to you
i don’t think you know it
i always wonder if you notice how i stare
when you do your hair
when you look at yourself in the mirror
yeah, i could sit right there forever
[chorus 2]
and i wish i could make sense of myself
i wish that being with you would help
but i think i’m better off alone
(yuh)
and you got me like a dog
i’ll come running to you every time you call
why did i fall for you?
and i wish i could make sense of myself
i wish that being with you would help
but i think i’m better off alone
and you got me like a dog
i’ll come running to you every time you call
why did i fall for you?
[outro]
why did i fall?
why did i fall for you?
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