i remember how your lips still taste
I guess I would like to know (show me, show me, show me)
What do you know about me that I don't?
You, you were never supposed to exist, Roxas
What? How could you even say such a thing?
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
I wouldn't want
You to feel low
On my account of being alone
I'm out of touch
You're outta reach
But I care about you way more than you think
This isn't real
You were a dream
When I'll wake up, I'll get back on my feet
I'll check my phone, I'll see your name
So many things that I never could say
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
See, I could kick it
Act like I'm fine and I'm not in pain
But every time I write I end up thinkin' 'bout your name
Know you feel it, the feelings don't feel clean
You could match another boy but he could never be me
And it would never be us
You don't even know me girl that's toxic as fuck
But sometimes that's love
This is for the girl from last night (so what?)
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See, I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See, I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
(Show me, show me, show me) love, you can't get it
(Tell me, tell me, tell me) love, if you love me
What do you know about me that I don't?
You, you were never supposed to exist, Roxas
What? How could you even say such a thing?
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
I wouldn't want
You to feel low
On my account of being alone
I'm out of touch
You're outta reach
But I care about you way more than you think
This isn't real
You were a dream
When I'll wake up, I'll get back on my feet
I'll check my phone, I'll see your name
So many things that I never could say
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
See, I could kick it
Act like I'm fine and I'm not in pain
But every time I write I end up thinkin' 'bout your name
Know you feel it, the feelings don't feel clean
You could match another boy but he could never be me
And it would never be us
You don't even know me girl that's toxic as fuck
But sometimes that's love
This is for the girl from last night (so what?)
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See, I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
It's my heartbeat, you feel the race
See, I could look into your eyes all day
It's my memory, it's the way
I remember how your lips still taste
(Show me, show me, show me) love, you can't get it
(Tell me, tell me, tell me) love, if you love me
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Writer(s): Sadeyes
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