Pure
When you let out your locks that is dyed
I could think of a wedding with you as my bride
Your smile so pure it acts as a cure
You're the only one that allows me to cry
That's why having you by my side
Is both a blessing and a curse
That's for sure
Okay (That's for sure)
We promised each other we wouldn't come back here (You're so pure)
Now look at us
Digging holes and burying ourselves in them (That's for sure)
Well, now that we're here
Let's learn our lesson and face it head on (You're so pure)
We have a lot to learn
Let's go
(That's for sure)
(You're so pure)
Back at home
Up in my loft
How could you berate me so hard?
Oh baby I tried so hard
When we met there was so much that was pure
Now I'm not so sure anymore
Pop off!
Coming back to the A-team
I confess my problems I had with this one girl
Coming back as a wingman
I can slowly feel my rational self is back
Manipulation at it's finest
What can I do to prevent this from happening?
Like a fly in a spiders net
You need aid to break loose
To become Zeus
As I lay my eyes on you
I'm trapped, I have to define
When I should be messing with you
Cuz I have the persistency you'll need
Those blinding blue bright eyes
I try to foresee when I should be counting to three
When things go loud inside my brain I'll clear 'em out
I could think of a wedding with you as my bride
Your smile so pure it acts as a cure
You're the only one that allows me to cry
That's why having you by my side
Is both a blessing and a curse
That's for sure
Okay (That's for sure)
We promised each other we wouldn't come back here (You're so pure)
Now look at us
Digging holes and burying ourselves in them (That's for sure)
Well, now that we're here
Let's learn our lesson and face it head on (You're so pure)
We have a lot to learn
Let's go
(That's for sure)
(You're so pure)
Back at home
Up in my loft
How could you berate me so hard?
Oh baby I tried so hard
When we met there was so much that was pure
Now I'm not so sure anymore
Pop off!
Coming back to the A-team
I confess my problems I had with this one girl
Coming back as a wingman
I can slowly feel my rational self is back
Manipulation at it's finest
What can I do to prevent this from happening?
Like a fly in a spiders net
You need aid to break loose
To become Zeus
As I lay my eyes on you
I'm trapped, I have to define
When I should be messing with you
Cuz I have the persistency you'll need
Those blinding blue bright eyes
I try to foresee when I should be counting to three
When things go loud inside my brain I'll clear 'em out
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Writer(s): John Ackerberg
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