Besedila:
Charlotte Sometimes Waves The Both Of Us

Saw you the other day, you said my hair was brown and long I said I wasn't sure why I take time to talk to ya boy I saw her call your phone I secretly

Give me a moment. Give me a clue. Tell me anything as long as it's true. Give me heartache. That's what you do. Tell me you want me. I'm sick of being

You can have me dye my pale skin You can beat me, I'll love you while I bruise You can take me, drug my chapped lips You can hurt me, I'll love you while

I noticed I've been looking all around Still hoping that we'd work out But my authority on the subject has been long out So la, ladi, dadi, da, ladi,

discussed life in the back of my car- the back of your van You know the psychic said that, you should be my man We exchanged words and we acted old... We both

I took you off my shelf Don't you know I'm here for someone else? Don't be so charming Don't be so charming Severely lonely but that doesn't bother

I want the moon and the stars I want the whole nine yards I want your hands on my hips I want you kissing my lips I want the moon and the stars I want

And the death of the atmosphere they all stood and rolled. kicking one another calling out names and crying about they don't know woahahoah, ohoahoahoh

Give me warning Give me a clue Tell me anything As long as it's true Give me heartache That?s what you do Tell me you want me I?m sick of being used