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Hey, I know it's 4am in LA I hoped you'd still be up anyway I know I'm oversees and probably Being a brat, being a brat But damn, Amy for real I got it bad And I felt him drift away in the cab I thought that Swedish boys would be Sweeter than that, sweeter than that You ask "did he show this side when it all started?" "Amy, no" "Acting suddenly all guarded?" "You already know" "Fuck that guy, yea, you should dead him" I know, I hear you but I don't want to For now let me cry on the phone Be over dramatic, don't tell me I'm wrong yet Do these boys know what they do? prying us in two? crying swimming pools Now let me die on the phone Loving like an addict, don't tell me I'm wrong yet Do these boys know what they do? prying us in two, crying swimming pools He's got those pretty boy curls like the beach And a tongue that makes me shake in the knees Letras de cancionesI know, I should've held back And now there's part of me I'd rather take back "Should I hit him up to walk him through it?" "Wait it out" "Maybe it's my fault it's ruined" "Whatchu talking bout" 9th floor drunk in the hotel room doing things that I don't wanna get into For now let me cry on the phone Be over dramatic, don't tell me I'm wrong yet Do these boys know what they do? prying us in two? crying swimming pools Now let me die on the phone Loving like an addict, don't tell me I'm wrong yet Do these boys know what they do? prying us in two, crying swimming pools Yeah yeah yeah Do these boys know what they do? crying swimming pools For now let me cry on the phone Be overdramatic, don't tell me I'm wrong yet Do these boys know what they do? I'm crying swimming pools From Letras Mania