Mijuana
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You make me wanna slap myself for all the times I said I'd never love anyone again
You make me wanna brush my teeth
You make me wanna be a freak
Help me get quality sleep
You got me counting the weeks
You make me wanna move out
You make me wanna shout
I'm over feeling my doubt
I'm gonna go and find out
You make me wanna hold hands
Make me believe in romance
You make me wanna dance
But I always want to dance
You make me wanna check on my clothes, like all the time, you know
When we're eatin' dinner 'cause I'm gettin' all scared like I'm droppin' fruit on myself
And you're lookin' at it and thinkin' like,
"Man, this guy's such a mess and I don't like the way he dressed, and I tuned out when he was tellin' this story a long time ago"
You make me wanna get rich
And become less of a bitch
You make me wanna get hard
I mean like really hard
You make me wanna get dressed
You make me less depressed
You make me wanna confess
I'm so fuckin' obsessed
You make me wanna be original, I mean like, do something nobody has ever done before
You make me wanna only sing for you and I hope that when I do you'll lie and say its the best that you've ever heard
You make me wanna listen to more Prince records, and when I do they make me cry because he talks so frankly about love and how it grows and decays
And that reminds me of how I feel about you and that always makes me sad even though it's a happy feeling
Because sometimes I feel like I'm the only lover in the world and there's no one to love me
You make me wanna see more
I wanna take you on tour
You make me scared that you're bored
You make me feel like a whore
But if you let me I'll be your whore
And you'll never be bored
So, if you want me say nothing more, nothing more
You make me wanna get fit
You make me wanna commit
I know the world don't permit
They make me wanna get sick
You make me wanna get nude
You make me wanna get lewd
You get me in the mood
You make me want a tattoo
You make me wonder all the time whether I actually need other people to survive and a part of me thinks that I do, because if I lost you, I'd feel so lost
Yeah I know I said it a million times after that last one that I was done that I was so dumb that I was ready to run
Maybe I was just running to you
You make me wanna get drunk
Maybe then would we fuck?
You make me feel like junk
But only when you don't call
You make me wanna go to Spain
But if that isn't your thing
We could go to Paris instead
You said that you speak French
You make me wanna cook
You make me wanna read books
You got me saving my energy
I like it when you give me those looks
You make me wanna be tall
You make me wanna punch walls
I'll meet you in the mall inside a bathroom stall
You make me want to be myself
You make me want to be someone else
You make me want to be myself