Pas De Lune, Pt. II

Laying on my bed I’m not thinking anything about you I’m not thinking when you’ll call me again I am thinking how beautiful I am I’m not thinking when you’ll call me again I am thinking how beautiful I am Without you here, without you here Without you here, without you here Without you here, without you here To use me up You used me up You used me up You used me up You used me up You used me You used me up You used me up You used me up You used me up You used me up You used mе up You used me up