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