Daisy Buchanan
"I hope she'll be a fool
That's the best thing a girl can be in this world
A beautiful little fool"
I lost my phone again
I was waiting to call you
Waiting for your name to
Pop up in my unread
I got your photo pinned so I don't forget
To text back cause you don't sometimes
You're my weekend
My weakness
My Saturday night
I need you like oxygen
I'll admit
That I've never needed somebody like this
I could get lost in your fictional lips
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry
We were making out in the club
I wasn't expecting you to show up
Now you're crying in my bedroom
Said you wish I was someone else
I play it cool but it kills me that I'm not her
What a player
You played me
And I never learn
I need you like oxygen
I'll admit
That I've never needed somebody like this
I love getting lost in your fictional lips
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry
When you're holding me
It's only me
I left you in the past
All the bright and precious things
Fade so fast
And they don't come back
I need you like oxygen
I'll admit
That I've never needed somebody like this
I guess I got lost in your
Fictional bliss
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry
That's the best thing a girl can be in this world
A beautiful little fool"
I lost my phone again
I was waiting to call you
Waiting for your name to
Pop up in my unread
I got your photo pinned so I don't forget
To text back cause you don't sometimes
You're my weekend
My weakness
My Saturday night
I need you like oxygen
I'll admit
That I've never needed somebody like this
I could get lost in your fictional lips
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry
We were making out in the club
I wasn't expecting you to show up
Now you're crying in my bedroom
Said you wish I was someone else
I play it cool but it kills me that I'm not her
What a player
You played me
And I never learn
I need you like oxygen
I'll admit
That I've never needed somebody like this
I love getting lost in your fictional lips
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry
When you're holding me
It's only me
I left you in the past
All the bright and precious things
Fade so fast
And they don't come back
I need you like oxygen
I'll admit
That I've never needed somebody like this
I guess I got lost in your
Fictional bliss
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry
Credits
Writer(s): Chelsea Gilliland
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