Fool For You Lyrics by London Mars
I swear to god, I’ll move across the country
Next time I get a guy who loves me
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I swear to god, I’ll move across the country
Next time I get a guy who loves me
My hair’s a little blonder, you stand a little taller
It seems we’re better off without each other
Chapped lips, dry skin
Used to steal the Chapstick from your kiss
I think I’ve had enough
Of getting into bed to stay in love
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, you gave it away
I hope you choke on the cigarettes you don’t even like
I hope your fingers bleed next time that you write
I heard you on the wireless back in ’52
Lying awake, intent at tuning in on you
I’m your poster girl
Crying, cliché, brokenhearted