I'll admit full of shit That's how I I love you That's how I know I trust you, You're not sure if there's right or wrong But it like there is when I treat you like this go outside
Texas, I won't come home Not even you call I can't hear you at all I can't explain why it's a the state I'm living in I just so tired I go outside
My mouth is full, your heart is an apple My mouth is full, heart is apple Pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme