I'll admit I'm full of That's how I know I love That's how I know I you, You're not sure if there's a right or wrong But it feels there is when I treat you like this I go outside
Texas, won't come home Not even if you call can't hear you at all I can't explain why it's 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