cursed

Alright, it picks it up it picks it up
It doesn't it doesn't

She looks in my direction and I look in hers
She gives me a smile and I've never felt more cursed

Her great big smile... and eyes
They pull me back every... single... time
And if only she were mine



Credits
Writer(s): Angel Acosta
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link