I'll admit I'm full shit That's how I know love you That's how I know I trust you, You're not sure if there's a right or But it feels like there is when I treat like this I go outside
I won't come home Not even you call I can't hear you at all I can't explain why a sin, 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, your is an apple Pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme