Yoyo
I don't care for shiny things, no wishing wells, or wedding rings
I just want a little kiss on my forehead, uh-huh
Other things I love the most are hand-drawn hearts on post-it notes
Can you stick it down right on my doorstep? Mm-hm
Yeah, it's been a while since I felt some love
And I'm suffering the consequences
Apple of my eye is all full of worms
It's gross but I'm still just so defensive
Always turning right at forks in the road
So you come straight back to on the fence and
Never quite decide where you want to go
So I stay on hold and play pretending
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Y-O-Y-O
Lie to me, you changed to be a see-saw in a loop
Up and down, now watch you go a yoyo in your mood
String around your chest will surely one day turn you blue
Get some rest, goodnight, God bless, I'll leave you 'til it's loose
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Y-O-Y-O (Y-O-Y-O)
I just want a little kiss on my forehead, uh-huh
Other things I love the most are hand-drawn hearts on post-it notes
Can you stick it down right on my doorstep? Mm-hm
Yeah, it's been a while since I felt some love
And I'm suffering the consequences
Apple of my eye is all full of worms
It's gross but I'm still just so defensive
Always turning right at forks in the road
So you come straight back to on the fence and
Never quite decide where you want to go
So I stay on hold and play pretending
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Y-O-Y-O
Lie to me, you changed to be a see-saw in a loop
Up and down, now watch you go a yoyo in your mood
String around your chest will surely one day turn you blue
Get some rest, goodnight, God bless, I'll leave you 'til it's loose
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Baby boy's a bozo
He got me saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Now I'm going solo
So he be saying yoyo, Y-O-Y-O
Y-O-Y-O (Y-O-Y-O)
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas George Villiers, Sophie Liegh Mcburnie, Marco Antonio Da Silva
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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