音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
The Weekend
The Weekend
表演者
作曲和作词
Andrea Wasse
Andrea Wasse
作曲家

歌词

I met him on my birthday
He was a present to me from the stars
They all said "Happy Birthday, girl"
Then they tore my world apart
They put me on the east side
And they left him in L.A
The distance grew between us
And we broke up yesterday
But if I cry myself a river, I can swim back to my sweet California
Give me a
C - A - L - I
I never knew I could feel like that
F - O - R - N
Anyone could tell you that I've got it bad
I - A, I - A
I ain't going down this way
I'm gonna cry myself a river so I can swim back to my sweet California
They're telling me I cry too much
That I could fill every bath and sink
In this city I got stuck in
With its tragic symphonies
They warned me not to get attached
But they got to me way too late
'Cause I'm thinking of him constantly-
Every moment I'm awake
But if I cry myself a river, then I can swim back to my sweet California
Give me a
C - A - L - I
I never knew I could feel like that
F - O - R - N
Anyone could tell you that I got it bad
I - A, I - A
I ain't going down this way
I'm gonna cry myself a river, then I can swim back to my sweet California
Cold water bring me back to my senses
Cold water, let me drown in him
Cold water, bring me back to my senses
Cold water, bring me back to him
Oh give me a
C - A - L - I
I never knew I could feel like that
F - O - R - N
Anyone could tell you that I got it bad
I - A, I - A
I ain't going down this way
I'm gonna cry myself a river so I can swim back to my sweet California
Written by: Andrea Wasse
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