I'll I'm 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 a or wrong But it feels like there is I treat you like this I go outside
Texas, I won't home Not even if you call I can't hear you all I can't explain it's a sin, the state I'm living in I just feel so tired go outside
My mouth is full, heart is an apple My mouth is full, your heart is apple Pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme