Lyrics:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
A smile is loving
And so are you
I couldn't stop thinking about the Everything
I could never forget the thing
Sit beside the breakfast table
Think about your troubles
Pour yourself a cup of tea
Then think about the bubbles
You can take your teardrops
You're talking about leaving
It's right about Christmas time
Thinking about moving on
I think I might die inside
I'm thinking about years gone by
bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke 'cause it's old
They're saying things that I can
nothing hot
Nothing so that by the time
He's finished eating those hot
Cakes and those dead things that
I won't finish myself
Bacon and eggs? Are you
Are
You're talking about leaving
It's right about Christmas time
Thinking about moving on
I think I might die inside
I'm thinking about years gone by
Can you feel me when I think about you?
But with every breath I take, every minute
No matter what I do
My world is an empty place
Like I've
Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Staring at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holding hands and laughing (laughing)
Thinking
Thought that you were just another Romeo
The shoe you pass by in the store window
But soon as I got home I wish I bought you instead
I got it bad,
about the past
But it's not good it makes me sad
I guess I'll go live down by the ocean
I guess I'll go live down by the ocean
Down by the ocean
Down by
up the hills
From all around you
Making up your memories and thinking they have found you
They cover you with veils of wonder as if you were a bride
There is a city by the sea
A gentle company
I don't suppose you want to?
And as it tells its sorry tale
In harrowing detail
Its hollowness
Without thinking I'm going there too
These are the promises you make
When your eyes are blinded by love
And the history of fate
When I hear you
Thinking bout you
I've been thinking bout you
Got Frank Ocean on repeat
While I'm here without you
You don't think that far ahead
So I'm laying in my
we're here, Sha
He said, "All right, Tip, see you tomorrow"
Thinking about the past week, the last week
Hands go in my pocket, I can't speak
Hopped in
And I think about the cold air
I've been thinking about cold air
And I was (I was) in the dark
I was (I was) in the dark, I was
In imaginary destiny
Frank Ocean
I just shoot that bitch up in the air on god
I don't give a fuck about what they said on god
Bitch I'm keeping one in the head (Woah)
your plans
Cause when they laugh, you wasn't my man's so overstand
I'ma just be frank with you
I ain't ridin' by the bank with you
I ain't tryna get no
priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you wit us, or you ain't wit us
Either you in the huddle or ya out da huddle
Either you ride or pass and fly by
thinking twice about who you hop in the coupe with
Listen up and I'll tell you what you'll do
Forget about music and alcohol too
Forget about your baby
We got other work for you
Better drink yer
Yeah
From my place I see only blue
While ocean's touching shore I'm thinking about you
Come my morning sun I'll be free
Free me from this sad melody
Thang
Imma mix you with the henny
When you tell me it's the weekend
Imma throw you off the deep end
Now we chillan by the ocean
So it's frank
girl I got the same motion as the fuckin' ocean
Fuckin' that bitch while I'm blastin' and playin' Frank Ocean
Hop up in the Jeep and I take a trip
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