Florida
I'm from southern California
You're from somewhere in Florida
I was hoping these two opposites would attract
The first sight of you told me
That you'd be important to me
But now I see it's more complicated than that
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
Compromising this silence
I'm just around the corner
But I barely saw you
I felt light years away
Did you miss me ever
Did you think me clever
Whenever I had my own opinions to say
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
Compromising this silence
Oh I open the door
You take and take and always ask for more than I
Could ever give
Oh you
You're so full of shit
I'm sick over it
But I'm still giving
I'm still
I'm still
I'm still
Go back to fucking Florida
Pretend I never knew you
Like the good ol' days before I wanted to choke you dead
Before the sound of your voice made me see red
When you were an average joe instead of a regular dickhead
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
Compromising this silence
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
This
You're from somewhere in Florida
I was hoping these two opposites would attract
The first sight of you told me
That you'd be important to me
But now I see it's more complicated than that
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
Compromising this silence
I'm just around the corner
But I barely saw you
I felt light years away
Did you miss me ever
Did you think me clever
Whenever I had my own opinions to say
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
Compromising this silence
Oh I open the door
You take and take and always ask for more than I
Could ever give
Oh you
You're so full of shit
I'm sick over it
But I'm still giving
I'm still
I'm still
I'm still
Go back to fucking Florida
Pretend I never knew you
Like the good ol' days before I wanted to choke you dead
Before the sound of your voice made me see red
When you were an average joe instead of a regular dickhead
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
Compromising this silence
I feel deprived of all the good things that I miss
But I can't risk
This
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Writer(s): Melanie Gettler
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