Wishing on You
I've been there one too many times
Don't think I've ever been right
But I'll take my chances on you
Lose all face if I have to
I don't have much to lose
But I'm still scared of you refusing
So instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
Instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
Baby, I don't understand
What you mean when you look at me like that
What'd I'd do to hear that you like me back
Ask you if you wanna dance
If you say "no" then I'll pretend I misspoke
And hang up the phone
But I'll take my chances on you
Lose all face, if I have to
I don't have much to lose
But I'm still scared of you refusing
So instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
So instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
Instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Don't think I've ever been right
But I'll take my chances on you
Lose all face if I have to
I don't have much to lose
But I'm still scared of you refusing
So instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
Instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
Baby, I don't understand
What you mean when you look at me like that
What'd I'd do to hear that you like me back
Ask you if you wanna dance
If you say "no" then I'll pretend I misspoke
And hang up the phone
But I'll take my chances on you
Lose all face, if I have to
I don't have much to lose
But I'm still scared of you refusing
So instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
So instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
Come on over, I'll make room for two
Instead of stars I've been wishing on you
Fuck astrology, can I be your boo?
Who needs the moon when I could get lost in you
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Writer(s): Tiffany Yang
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