do or die
I'm the kind of girl who likes to dream a lot, dream a lot
Lose myself staring into my coffee cup, coffee cup
You and me, easy to see
Why is it a complicated reality?
All the other girls, they say you're full of it and talking shit
I know what the deal is, I can handle it, handle it
You come around, stop messing around
If you wanna be my baby, please tell me now
