音乐咖啡厅:K.Flay - Ice Cream (Explicit)（打印版）

This isn't math, it's a paragraph

It's a pot of gold in a garbage can

Should've seen the signs at Christmastime

When the mistletoe didn't make you want to make out

Honey, here's the fuckin' truth

You'd rather be with her, and

I'd rather be with you

Oh, baby, this is the end of times

You want to call it often

I want to call you mine

You are my ice cream

You make my brain freeze

You are my ice cream

You make my brain freeze

This isn't nice, it's a bath of life

It's an open book with no words inside

I was so naive, I was so deceived

When I found out that adults are very confused

Honey, here's the fuckin' truth

You'd rather be with her, and

I'd rather be with you

Oh, baby, this is the end of times

You want to call it often

I want to call you mine

You are my ice cream

You make my brain freeze

You are my ice cream

You make my brain freeze

If I let you go, I know you'll go, so I'll hold tightly

Lost my self-control one year ago, I feel like fighting

If I let you go, I know you'll go, so I'll hold tightly

Lost my self-control one year ago, I feel like fighting

You are my ice cream

You make my brain freeze

You are my ice cream

You make my brain freeze

This isn't math, it's a paragraph

It's a pot of gold in a garbage can

Should've seen the signs at Christmastime

When the mistletoe didn't make you want to make out