Pianocktail
Look at me as we get through this evening
These fainting eyes are fixed on you
Not pretty sure how bad this feeling is
But come on let's be mature
We're in pain can you not see this
It's all in your poisoned casserole
Mixing all the chemicals we miss
The fix has gotten out of control
But I'm too hungry for this yearning
Now I'm craving for you, now I'm craving for your touch
Now lady, can we have our real talk
It's not better, it's not better left unsaid
'Cause I'm sick and tired of waiting on
I'm sick of the ridicules
No, I'm not sitting here with this going on
Before this, oh yeah, this shotgun wedding
The taste has never been this condescending
A drink to be made by the one and only Pianocktail
With a bittersweet tone to our loving
Similar to your bouquet of Chrysanthemum lies
Be careful, you might bite your tongue
While you state the facts that we're in love
Why don't we bet on our clothes and purposely lose
In this game of Hearts, with the Love as stars
The romance was dear
But time is making us old and the result is still unclear
The romance was dear
But time is making us old and the result is still unclear
Now lady, can we have our real talk
It's not better, it's not better left unsaid
But baby, we should have a real talk
Call it maybe before actions get misread
'Cause I'm sick and tired of waiting on
I'm sick of the ridicules
No, I'm not sitting here with this going on
Before this, oh yeah, this shotgun wedding
These fainting eyes are fixed on you
Not pretty sure how bad this feeling is
But come on let's be mature
We're in pain can you not see this
It's all in your poisoned casserole
Mixing all the chemicals we miss
The fix has gotten out of control
But I'm too hungry for this yearning
Now I'm craving for you, now I'm craving for your touch
Now lady, can we have our real talk
It's not better, it's not better left unsaid
'Cause I'm sick and tired of waiting on
I'm sick of the ridicules
No, I'm not sitting here with this going on
Before this, oh yeah, this shotgun wedding
The taste has never been this condescending
A drink to be made by the one and only Pianocktail
With a bittersweet tone to our loving
Similar to your bouquet of Chrysanthemum lies
Be careful, you might bite your tongue
While you state the facts that we're in love
Why don't we bet on our clothes and purposely lose
In this game of Hearts, with the Love as stars
The romance was dear
But time is making us old and the result is still unclear
The romance was dear
But time is making us old and the result is still unclear
Now lady, can we have our real talk
It's not better, it's not better left unsaid
But baby, we should have a real talk
Call it maybe before actions get misread
'Cause I'm sick and tired of waiting on
I'm sick of the ridicules
No, I'm not sitting here with this going on
Before this, oh yeah, this shotgun wedding
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Writer(s): Rain Garalde
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