
A tornado flew around my room before you came
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesnāt rain
In Southern California, much like Arizona
My eyes donāt shed tears, girl, they bawl
Iāve thinkinā ābout 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
