Full of It

Does it feel different? Or like it was?

Does he ever send you roses just because

And would he hold you?

All through the night?

Write a half a million songs to make it right

There's no place that I'd rather be

Then when you're here right, next to me

Oooh, is he really gonna love you

Or just let you go? (just let you go)

Baby no-oh, does he really mean it

When he says you're beautiful

Or is he full of shit?

How many times would

He say goodbye?

All he ever seems to do is make you cry

Do you still think of me

Every single day?

Cause our life was comfortable in every way

There's no place that I'd rather be

Then when you're here right, next to me

Oooh, is he really gonna love you

Or just let you go? (just let you go)

Baby no-oh, does he really mean it

When he says you're beautiful

Or is he full of shit?

Woah

Why you gotta do me like that?

Woah

You make me say, yeah

You make me say

Oooh, is he really gonna love you

Or just let you go? (just let you go)

Baby no-oh, does he really mean it

When he says you're beautiful

Or is he full of shit?

Oooh, is he really gonna love you

Or just let you go? (just let you go)

Baby no-oh, does he really mean it

When he says you're beautiful

Or is he full of shit?