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Sunlight, in bed We're livin' underneath the covers Mess with my head, I guess I'm just another lover I don't wanna sit and talk about it up all night (all night) Because I know the games you're gonna play to try to change my mind (my mind) Walk away and I won't ask you any questions Still on your lips, I can taste a bit of Heaven Guess it's true that the sugar isn't sweeter, sweeter Chase you down, I won't ever learn my lesson You make me sick, but I can't seem to medicate it Guess it's true that the grass ain't always greener, greener On the other side On the other side On the other side Hung by a thread And now we're flooding to the surface I'm left on read You always make me feel so nervous I don't wanna sit and talk about it up all night (all night) Because I know the games you're gonna play to try to change my mind (my mind) Walk away and I won't ask you any questions Still on your lips, I can taste a bit of Heaven Guess it's true that the sugar isn't sweeter, sweeter Chase you down, I won't ever learn my lesson You make me sick, but I can't seem to medicate it Guess it's true that the grass ain't always greener, greener On the other side On the other side I don't wanna sit and talk about it up all night (all night) Because I know the games you're gonna try to play to change my mind Walk away and I won't ask you any questions Still on your lips, I can taste a bit of Heaven Guess it's true that the sugar isn't sweeter, sweeter Chase you down, I won't ever learn my lesson You make me sick, but I can't seem to medicate it Guess it's true that the grass ain't always greener, greener On the other side On the other side On the other side On the other side On the other side
Writer(s): Jones Jones, Jonathan Class, Jansen Reid Hogan, Carson Riley Hogan, Jack Crane, Jason Boucouras Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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