tell me, can you take my breath away?Cruisin' down

me lies like how you're better off without meWhile

1: Thomas on, that sky is blueCannonball into the

should have told you how I really feelA little

a moment when you'll find out who your true

know where you go at the end of the nightBaby,

been runnin' 'round, runnin' 'round, runnin' 'roundThrowin' that

The minute his cheeks flushed redIt was her singing the blues

admit, I was wrong, what else can I

now must leave, cause I told you that It wasn’t

and put your lipstick on my neck and my body

when our eyes lock, it's like my heart

Call it magicCall it trueCall it magicWhen I'm with youAnd I

do the same thing I told you that I never

am so gaySuckin all up on that fuckin woodI told

The Kid do the same thing I told you

need you to stay(No, no, no, no, otra vez,

Charlie put my name in yellow heartsOh yes, that

Charlie we don't talk anymore, we don't talk anymoreWe

can say shit I don't always meanWhen people get