Rosy Cheeks
And he calls me
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
True
I try to keep it casual but he
Says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
And I still fuck with you and
I don't know why
You hit me up late night
I still reply
But what happens when I drink too much
All the sudden the conversation
Gets too rough
And he calls me
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
I try to keep it casual
But he, says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
How dare you make me question my self worth
You're all over me I can see
And then you're bored
Well I'm starting to think that you're all talk
Can't understand why you won't come through
If that's what you want
And he calls me
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
I try to keep it casual
But he, says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
And he calls me
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
I try to keep it casual
But he, says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
True
I try to keep it casual but he
Says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
And I still fuck with you and
I don't know why
You hit me up late night
I still reply
But what happens when I drink too much
All the sudden the conversation
Gets too rough
And he calls me
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
I try to keep it casual
But he, says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
How dare you make me question my self worth
You're all over me I can see
And then you're bored
Well I'm starting to think that you're all talk
Can't understand why you won't come through
If that's what you want
And he calls me
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
I try to keep it casual
But he, says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
And he calls me
Rosy cheeks when I
Drink too much of that
Grape sweet
I'm in love with him
I know that much is true
I try to keep it casual
But he, says these things that touch my soul
I try to play it cool
But I'm not cold like you, you
Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Mcgibney
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