اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
He was the king of random fancy
An incorrigible flirt
He liked to try put up her on a pedistal
Just so he could look up her skirt
But he's changing
And she is nobody's girlfriend
She doesn't mind
Dormant desires which are better kept clandestine
He captured her imagination
A brutal vista on the map
She thought she felt a little break
But it was the weather
From a chilling wind to full-fledged cold snap
We will be lazy with our language
And comfortable with our clothes off
We will say just what we have in mind
And she's still nobody's girlfriend
She doesn't mind
Dormant desires which are better kept clandestine
The way you want it is just
The way it's going to be
That's the way you want it
It's just the way it's going to be
The only version you'll see, me - oh - I still see the
Broken up, broken down
Broken up, broken down
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
