The True Blue - pLAyed Out

pLAyed Out

Start my car, check my mirrors
Drive anywhere but here
Isn't it funny how I can't think of a place to go?
And since you left, what we call home it ain't home no more

I'm played out
It gets old, ooh
And let out, yeah
It gets cold, ooh

Hard to feel what we choose
I see red, but feel blue
Isn't it strange the pain don't feel how it felt before?
Picture a world where you're not my girl
And I'm no longer yours

I'm played out
It gets old, ooh
And let out, yeah
It gets cold, ooh

Oh, we just gotta let that timing pass
I know (I know) yes, I know
Baby, it's hard
Hard to watch you from a screen that
I can barely feel and I don't need that
Know I'll always love you, know I mean that
Don't you know?

I'm played out
It gets old, ooh
And let out, yeah
It gets cold, ooh, I'm so cold

So cold, so cold (cold, ooh)
So cold, so cold, so cold (cold, ooh)
So cold, so cold, so cold

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Writer(s): Christian Leng Yue Koo
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