Citrus Fresh - Naive (Whore)

I don't get it
Now you went and said it
And it's set in motion
It finished before commotion
A drifting notion
Passes by too fast
Of you and citrus Jr
Man he was starting first class
Those dreams Hit the gas
And accelerate way past
Into nothing
When I said I didn't love you, I was bluffing
Now it's done, finito, crash, bum
As the dust settled
And clouded over us my petal
Stings at my heart like nettles
I tried to settle scores
I Can't believe I called you a whore
I can't believe I called you a whore
I can't believe I called you a whore

Now it's done

Written by:
Michael O Donoghue

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