Lyrics

My hands are sticky from tangerines I stick my gum on my magazines I can no longer fit in my jeans Never been so low on dopamine I hate that picture on my dresser I look happy with you, times were better then I keep missin' on this Dr Pepper Time goes on and on and on forever One Mississippi Two Mississippi I keep count, it keeps me busy You're not with me I'm so tipsy Swear to God that you still miss me back Watchin' these lightbulbs burn out the lamps The clock on my mantle has frozen hands We're feelin' fragile, like party plans That cloud looks just like you at first glance I hate that picture on my dresser I look happy with you, times were better then I keep missin' all his Dr Pepper Time goes on and on and on forever One Mississippi Two Mississippi I keep count it keeps me busy You're not with me I'm so tipsy Swear to God that you still miss me back One, two, three and you haven't answered me Four, five, six, put my hands up in my face Seven, eight, nine, should we take it as a sign? Time goes on and on and on One Mississippi Two Mississippi I keep count, it keeps me busy You're not with me I'm so tipsy Swear to God that you still miss me back Miss me back Oh, you still miss me back Miss me back Mm mm mm
Writer(s): Ido Zmishlany, Delacey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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