I was looking lost
It was cold outside
The whiskey rocks
How bạn caught my eye
My red lips painted
Just got them black
I needed something
To bring me back
You knew the play
And we danced all night
But something wasn't right
So I'll see bạn tiếp theo Tuesday
If I ever get desperate
Or I'm so beyond faded
I'll see bạn tiếp theo Tuesday
Kinda nice out this morning
I won't sit around waiting
And I'm not just being cold
I'm just watching bạn pretend
Like your tim, trái tim is on your sleeve
When I know bạn have a girlfriend
Oh, I'll see bạn tiếp theo Tuesday
Oh oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
You don't call and bạn won't admit (won't admit)...
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