Texty

Life just gives me lemons And I don't like lemonade Sticky situation Look at this mess I've made Ridin' round I'm low on gas Don't know how long my tank will last, no Circling your cul-de-sac My wipers broke, my tires flat Oh, no, I don't care I don't like that Sweet summer air Life just gives me lemons And I don't like lemonade Sticky situation, ah Look at this mess I've made I don't make music I make songs for you But you never listen So I play it cool If a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down Then a bathtub full of Splenda Will turn your whole life around Darling when you left it killed me Turned my smile upside down Oh, baby, please, I'm on my hands and knees Won't you please come back around? Life just gives me lemons And I don't like lemonade Sticky situation, ah Look at this mess I've made Life just gives me lemons And I don't like lemonade Sticky situation Look at this mess I've made
Writer(s): Nick Sylvester Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out