ᬊ𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜

I’m trying my best not to try and impress you
Avoiding your eyes cuz I
Know that he’s there with you, oh with you
I’m holding my breath when you’re coming my way
And inside my head I repeat to myself
"Be cool, oh be cool"

But what am I supposed to say when
I'm standing alone and you give me your phone

Sure I can take a fuckin picture of you
He’s obviously handsome and you’re so damn cute
My God, my God
You didn’t have to flex so hard
He puts his hand around your waist
You yours on his chest
I’m bothered by the way
His fingers crease your dress
My God, My God!
Let’s takе another one
Wherе he breaks your heart now smile!

It’s hard to explain what I’m trying to say is
That I never expected to be
More than just friends with you
Oh with you
But then he came along
And i felt something more
And I couldn’t ignore the fact
That he makes me look
Like a fool, oh a fool

Sure I can take a fuckin picture of you
He’s obviously handsome and you’re so damn cute
My God, my God
You didn’t have to flex so hard
He puts his hand around your waist
You yours on his chest
I’m bothered by the way
His fingers crease your dress
My God, My God!
Let’s take another one
Where he breaks your heart now

Smile when you see them kissing right through the lens
Smile as if you don’t know you’ll never erase it
Smile even tho you know you don’t stand a chance
Smile even tho you know well how it ends

Smile when you see them kissing right through the lens
Smile as if you don’t know you’ll never erase it
Smile even tho you know you don’t stand a chance
Smile so they never see the pain on your face

Sure I can take a fuckin picture of you
He’s obviously handsome and you’re so damn cute
My God, my God
You didn’t have to flex so hard
He puts his hand around your waist
You yours on his chest
I’m bothered by the way
His fingers crease your dress
My God, My God!
Let’s take another one
Where he breaks your heart

Sure I can take a fuckin picture of you
He’s obviously handsome and you’re so damn cute
My God, my God
You didn’t have to flex so hard
He puts his hand around your waist
You yours on his chest
I’m bothered by the way
His fingers crease your dress
My God, My God!
Let’s take another one
Where he breaks your heart now

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