Marshmellow

Why do you come around if you know I won’t see you?
And why do you ask if you know I won’t tell?
Why do you still call if you know I won’t answer?
If I see you again it will be in hell.

No, no, no, I don’t want to be your ho.
I don’t wanna see you so, just go away, just go, go, go.

I would do anything to get you off my mind.
I would do anything to leave all this behind.

Why did you come around when I asked you not to?
And why did you stay when I told you to go?
I didn’t ask you to spend the night, no I didn’t tell you to take off your clothes.

No, no, no, I don’t want to be alone.
No, no, no, I don’t want to let you go, go, go.

I would give anything to know where you’ve been.
I would give anything to taste your lips again.

And everything I said will be held against me.
I don’t really care, but I know I should.
What’ll they all say when they see me with you?
Well I don’t give a damn ‘cause it felt so good.

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