Letra de That girl [correcta] de Alexz Johnson
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Letra de THAT GIRL [CORRECTA] de ALEXZ JOHNSON.
( Alexz Johnson )
You said you didn?t need me [But you did]
You said you didn?t want me [But you do]
It?s kinda like a comedy
Well first you kiss me
Then you say we´re through
I say you?ve got some issues [Yeah you do]
Some things you gotta work through [Really do]
It?s sorta like a talk show
No wait a freak show
When the freak is you
I´m the smoke from your fire
I´m that lie you can trust
I´m the chord on your guitar
I´m that girl you can´t shut up
I´m that blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can´t get rid of me
You said I wasn?t funny [When you laughed]
You said I couldn?t drive fast [Then you crashed]
Funny how it works out
With your big mouth
You?ll always get it back [Ah ah ah ah]
You thought you had me worked out [You?re not deep]
Mr. I screw about [Still a creep]
At best you could?ve confessed
That you?re a big mess
And that you?re so damn weak
CHORUS
But still I try and justify try to let this die
We´ll never say goodbye I can´t wait
I´ll rub it in your face dressed in pretty lace
I´ll send you home to cry
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
I?m the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can?t get rid of me
Yeah hi yeah hi yeah hi yeah...
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Can´t get rid of me
You said you didn?t want me [But you do]
It?s kinda like a comedy
Well first you kiss me
Then you say we´re through
I say you?ve got some issues [Yeah you do]
Some things you gotta work through [Really do]
It?s sorta like a talk show
No wait a freak show
When the freak is you
I´m the smoke from your fire
I´m that lie you can trust
I´m the chord on your guitar
I´m that girl you can´t shut up
I´m that blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can´t get rid of me
You said I wasn?t funny [When you laughed]
You said I couldn?t drive fast [Then you crashed]
Funny how it works out
With your big mouth
You?ll always get it back [Ah ah ah ah]
You thought you had me worked out [You?re not deep]
Mr. I screw about [Still a creep]
At best you could?ve confessed
That you?re a big mess
And that you?re so damn weak
CHORUS
But still I try and justify try to let this die
We´ll never say goodbye I can´t wait
I´ll rub it in your face dressed in pretty lace
I´ll send you home to cry
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
I?m the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can?t get rid of me
Yeah hi yeah hi yeah hi yeah...
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Can´t get rid of me
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