Testo di Orange, Blue With Stripes

I want it to be selfishly how I want it One human, read my cue, cue tears Cue the followed dance around it Because then we can scream I might as well just scream Hi, Emily, you don't have to play You are not her, and he is not me Emily, you don't have to play You are not her, and he is not me And what I said about Christmas trees Made me believe there were two of me And one of them Would've said Hannah Way before now Way before now Way before now Way before now Way before now Way before now Way before At some point it stops