I'll admit I'm full of shit
That's how I know I love you
That's how I know I trust you
You're not sure if there's a right or wrong
But it feels like there is when I treat you like this
I go outside
Texas, I won't come home
Not even if you call
I can't hear you at all
I can't explain why it's a sin the state I'm living in
I just feel so tired
I go outside
My mouth is full, your heart is an apple
My mouth is full, my heart is an apple
Pomme, pomme, pomme, pomme
Pomme, pomme, pomme, pomme
Please don't even call
Can't hear you at all
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