A tornado flew around my room before you came
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn’t rain
In Southern California, much like Arizona
My eyes don’t shed tears, girl, they bawl
I’ve thinkin’ ’bout you
(Ooh, no, no, no)…
you lateeee
i been thinking about you and you know i doooo
do you not think so farrrr aheadddddddd a
this song is fire til this dayyyyy