Lyric Context Universe
now that i'm all grown up. but expectation and idle'll be the death of me. in a dress to kill and a glass to fill
i wasn't ready but i didn't fight. pink champagne tastes the same. i don't want to feel this way. looking back
it was such a dumb idea
now that i'm all grown up. but expectation and idle'll be the death of me. in a dress to kill and a glass to fill
i wasn't ready but i didn't fight. pink champagne tastes the same. i don't want to feel this way. looking back
it was such a dumb idea
How you feel
Even if he tastes the same
Even if you say my name
How you feel
Even if he tastes the same
Even if you say my name