Bags
Every second counts
I don't wanna talk to you anymore
All these little games
You can call me by the name i gave you
Yesterday
Every minute counts
I don't wanna watch TV anymore
Can you figure me out?
Just doing to waste more time on the couch
Can you see me? i'm waiting for the right time
I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure is all mine
Can you see me? using everything to hold back
I guess this could be worse
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Poor your glass of wine
Mitchell tell me I should be just fine
Cases under the bed
Spill it open let it rush to my head
I don't wanna be forward
I don't wanna cut courners
Savor this with everything i have inside of me
I'm not the type to run
I know that we're having fun
But what's the rush? Kissing, then my cheeks are so flushed
Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time
I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure is all mine
Can you see me? using everything to hold back
I guess this could be worse
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
I don't wanna talk to you anymore
All these little games
You can call me by the name i gave you
Yesterday
Every minute counts
I don't wanna watch TV anymore
Can you figure me out?
Just doing to waste more time on the couch
Can you see me? i'm waiting for the right time
I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure is all mine
Can you see me? using everything to hold back
I guess this could be worse
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Poor your glass of wine
Mitchell tell me I should be just fine
Cases under the bed
Spill it open let it rush to my head
I don't wanna be forward
I don't wanna cut courners
Savor this with everything i have inside of me
I'm not the type to run
I know that we're having fun
But what's the rush? Kissing, then my cheeks are so flushed
Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time
I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure is all mine
Can you see me? using everything to hold back
I guess this could be worse
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Walking out the door with your bags
Credits
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