اصل بول
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Chill in the air
Room goes quiet even though it's crowded
Out of nowhere
You walk in with your arm around her
And I say I'm fine
But if looks could kill, I'd be six-feet under
Seeing you happy is hitting me harder
Than I thought that it would
You make moving on look too good
And if looks could kill, I'd be pushing up daisies
Watching you over there calling her baby
Putting on a show to see
Like you know looking at you's killing me
What can I do
But hide in the back of the corner booth?
My eyes on you
But your eyes haven't been off her all night
And I say I'm fine
But if looks could kill, I'd be six-feet under
Seeing you happy is hitting me harder
Than I thought that it would
You make moving on look too good
And if looks could kill, I'd be pushing up daisies
Watching you over there calling her baby
Putting on a show to see
Like you know looking at you's killing me
Oh
Look at you laughing, look at her dancing
Look at me trying to breathe
And if looks could kill, I'd be six-feet under
Seeing you happy is hitting me harder
Than I thought that it would
You make moving on look too good
And if looks could kill, I'd be pushing up daisies
Watching you over there calling her baby
Putting on a show to see
Like you know looking at you's killing me
