

[Verse 1]
Little pieces in my mind
Don't fit together half the time
In my head, there's a fantasy
Where I win you over with some shitty melodies
[Pre-Chorus]
And the winter's here suck
Six inches deep, they come
To a heart that once was full
[Chorus]
Oh, how you overuse that sweet perfume
Now all my jackets smell like you
You linger every time it's freezing cold outside
And I am crippled by the fact
I had my chance to win you back
And figured out a way to fuck it up somehow
[Verse 2]
Out of focus, out of frame
Out of moves to win the game
In my head, there's a fantasy
Where I maneuver you and win over a queen
[Pre-Chorus]
And the summer's here suck
With no one to stitch your cuts
If you wanted me to beg, is this enough?
[Chorus]
Oh, how you overuse that sweet perfume
Now all my jackets smell like you
You linger every time it's freezing cold outside
And I am crippled by the fact
I had my chance to win you back
And figured out a way to fuck it up somehow
[Chorus]
Oh, how you overuse that sweet perfume
Now all my jackets smell like you
You linger every time it's freezing cold outside
And I am crippled by the fact
I had my chance to win you back
And figured out a way to fuck it up somehow
Kilde: Genius
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