The Companions - Pretty Fucking Sure

This love was pretty fucking tragic
Your clothes were burning up in my room
But I’m writing songs about you
Oh, I’ve been pretty fucking stupid
You covered up your lies with perfume
But I’m writing songs about you
Oh, I don’t wanna see your face anymore
Oh, I don’t wanna see your face anymore
But I miss ya
There’s a million things that I should be angry about with you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
There is nobody that I wanna hate as m-much as you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
I know it’s pretty fucking hopeless
but I still read old texts everyday
Just like everything is okay
Oh, I don’t wanna see your face anymore
Oh, I don’t wanna see your face anymore
But I miss ya
There’s a million things that I should be angry about with you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
There is nobody that I wanna hate as m-much as you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
Let you in
Let you in
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in
Let you in
Let you in
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in, let you in
I’m pretty fucking sure that I would let you in, let you in

Written by:
SASHA R S RANGAS, STEFANUS C M STEFAN LEIJSEN VAN

Publisher:
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