девочка с каре

girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes

girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes

I’m flying through thorns to get to you
To tell you my biggest secret
I don’t have a car, and my legs are tired
But I’m a sweet girl with a bob

girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes
girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes
girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes
girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes

In my head, only thoughts of you
In my emptiness, so much room for people
I hate the dirt, the cold shit outside
I hate you when you fall for someone else

girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes
girl with a bob
G-girl with a bob
serious face
and a pack of smokes

I hate the dirt, the cold shit outside
I hate you when you fall for someone else
I hate the dirt, the cold shit outside
I hate you when you fall for someone else

girl with a bob