Imprimer - Paroles Mania

Here we go, not again
They keep tellin' me I lost my common sense
Already know how it ends
We say that we done, and then we start a trend, oh

You're never not right next to me
We matchin' tees on Christmas Eve
You fit just like the missin' piece

I want you to mess it up for everyone else
Put me through the fire, baby, make my heart melt
I want you to ruin me, baby
This the type of lovе that make me lie to mysеlf
'Til we get to Heaven, baby, put me through hell
I want you to ruin me, baby, yeah

I want you to keep me on like the porch light
No, the bill ain't cheap
Turn the boys night to your night
Have me make extra keys
Pull the blankets to your side
All night, let me freeze, yeah
I want you to

Double doors, mine and yours
Double reservation from the Bimmer to the bed
Now it's 2:00 a.m., we watchin' Friends
On this California king with my twin, she a queen, oh yeah

Ooh, girl, you're never not right next to me (Next to me)
We matchin' tees on Christmas Eve (Oh)
You fit just like the missin' piece, oh-woah

I want you to mess it up for everyone else
Put me through the fire, baby, make my heart melt
I want you to ruin me, baby (I want you to ruin me, baby)
This the type of love that make me lie to myself
'Til we get to Heaven, baby, put me through hell
I want you to ruin me, baby, yeah (Oh, yeah)

I want you to keep me on like the porch light
No, the bill ain't cheap
Turn the boys night to your night
Have me make extra keys
Pull the blankets to your side
All night, let me freeze, yeah

I want you to ruin me, baby
I want you to ruin me, baby

From Paroles Mania