Blonde

I wish I was blonde Walking back home I’ll sing along Tracking their words from all their songs I don’t hear how I sound wrong I wish you were calm You find your voice so fun Can’t understand no one When all you can do is talk on I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to say And I've got nothing to say And I've got nothing to say And I've got nothing to say And I've got nothing to say