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Paroles de la chanson Nobody's Son par Sabrina Carpenter
"Hi, I hope you're great
I think it's time we took a break
So I can grow emotionally"
That's what he said to me
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in
Me? No, yeah, I'm good
Just thought that he eventually would cave in, reach out
I think it's time we took a break
So I can grow emotionally"
That's what he said to me
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in
Me? No, yeah, I'm good
Just thought that he eventually would cave in, reach out
But no siree, he discovered self-control (He discovered it this week)
This week (Oh, ah)
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in (Believe in, no, woah, woah)
That boy is corrupt (Ah)
Could you raise him to love me, maybe?
He sure fucked me up (Ah-ah)
And, yes, I'm talking 'bout your baby
That boy is corrupt (Ah)
This week (Oh, ah)
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in (Believe in, no, woah, woah)
That boy is corrupt (Ah)
Could you raise him to love me, maybe?
He sure fucked me up (Ah-ah)
And, yes, I'm talking 'bout your baby
That boy is corrupt (Ah)
Get PTSD on the daily
He sure fucked me up (Ah-ah)
And, yes, I'm talking 'bout your baby (Yeah)
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in
He sure fucked me up (Ah-ah)
And, yes, I'm talking 'bout your baby (Yeah)
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling
Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in
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