Lyrics

I treat it like a high school dance Waiting in the wings for my big chance But I would only stare at my shoes You belong to me I belong to you I could tell an antique lie Full of all the things I want to hide But that would only lead to the truth You belong to me I belong to you But I'm lazy and I'll pull you down Where you won't wanna to be And I'm tasting what's pouring out of you What am I supposed to do? I could play a trick so strange Cover up my ears and pray for rain But that would only give you the blues You belong to me I belong to you But I'm lazy and I'll pull you down Where you won't want to be And I'm tasting what's pouring out of you What am I supposed to do? I treat it like a high school dance Waiting in the wings for my big chance But I would only stare at my shoes You belong to me I belong to you You belong to me I belong to you You belong to me I belong to you
Writer(s): Keith Slettedahl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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