Annabelle

I heard you’re with him now (oh)
And that you’ve deleted my number from your phone (oh)
But I know you’re still thinking of me (-me)
And you remember the days we were kissing

Feeling the pain of not seeing you again
Don’t say it was me, I knew how to love you
You’ve got me here wondering why you’re with him
It’s killing me, my baby, Annabelle, uoh-oh

You say I’m never around, that I didn’t try hard
I give you everything I can, even if it’s small
I never show my heart, but I show it to you
And you kick it like a soccer ball, Brazilian style
I write you notes in Bali, yeah, yeah
When you were my shawty, yeah, yeah
Pretty as a Napoli, yeah, yeah

She doesn’t talk to the cops, yeah, yeah
Looking at the photo from that summer
I remember your Prada Milano vibe

She lives in Paris, her family’s from Marseille (oh)
They can throw a thousand at me, but I want her

Feeling the pain of not seeing you again
Don’t say it was me, I knew how to love you
You’ve got me here wondering why you’re with him
It’s killing me, my baby, Annabelle, uoh-oh

You always fight with me, oh
Wherever we go, without anyone seeing us, oh
If you’re supposed to want me, oh
Don’t leave me when I’m feeling low, oh
Annabelle, you’re the love of my life (oh)
I’ve known it since I first saw you (oh)
Memories etched in my mind (eh)
It’s better when no one knows

Feeling the pain of not seeing you again
Don’t say it was me, I knew how to love you
You’ve got me here wondering why you’re with him
It’s killing me, my baby, Annabelle

Feeling the pain of not seeing you again
Don’t say it was me, I knew how to love you
You’ve got me here wondering why you’re with him
It’s killing me, my baby, Annabelle, uoh-oh