I'll admit I'm full of shit That's how I know I love 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 you like this I go outside
I won't come home Not even if you call I can't hear at all I can't explain it's a sin, the state I'm living in I just feel so tired I go outside
My mouth full, your heart is an apple My mouth is full, heart is an apple Pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme-pomme