Cola کے بول

Yo Lead me to my own devices It's better when your Coca Cola eyes are outta my face I checked your phone, and no surprises She's grinnin' from ear to ear in purple haze So take your orchids Elsewhere, elsewhere I loved you to death And now I don't really care 'Cause you're runnin' 'round over there Yeah, you're runnin' 'round over there And now I don't really care 'Cause you're runnin' 'round over there And now I don't really care 'Cause you're runnin' 'round over there I'll miss your T-shirt in the rain The one the makes you look like Gerard Way Eating grapes in the back of the party Throwin' hands 'cause she drank your Bacardi I know it's kinda dumb But I miss the way you dressed all punk With the black and the studs and the ripped up gloves Bet she loved your tough-guy front So take your orchids Elsewhere, elsewhere I loved you to death And now I don't really care 'Cause you're runnin' 'round over there Yeah, you're runnin' 'round over there And now I don't really care 'Cause you're runnin' 'round over there And now I don't really care 'Cause you're runnin' 'round over there Ah, da, da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da Da-da, da, da, da-da, da-da, dum, dum Da-da, da, da-da, dum Da, da, da-da, da, da-da, da, da-da, da Da-da, da, da-da, da, da, dum, dum, dum Da-da da, da, da, dum, dum