Candy Apple - Teenage Joans

On the hot days by the sea-bake In your beach waves on a summer night We were lovers in technicolor That whole summer, we got way too high Oh, candy apple red You left me here for dead Drove away with my heart in your hands And now it's me A sea foam colored dream Nothing's what it seems I will always live in color, though it's over now We were golden and you were floating Through the colors of a love we didn't understand But those last days, there was a heatwave I can feel your heart was slipping through my hands Oh, candy apple red You left me here for dead Drove away with my heart in your hands And now it's me A sea foam colored dream Nothing's what it seems I will always live in color, though it's over And I am falling back into the sea Falling through lavender, purples, and greens Dandelion yellow and bright Tuscan sun Then they all bleed into one Oh, candy apple red You left me here for dead Drove away with my heart in your hands And now it's true I'm a brilliant shade of blue It's all because of you But I will always live in color, though it's over now

You hold me like you're gonna drop me Knowing you'll never do it softly Slipping through your fingers with the grease Then you told me I taste like a lolly So sweet, but only when you want me Changing like a channel on TV I saw the newspaper on the Front lawn of the neighbours and thought "They haven't brought it inside yet" Now I'm remembering the things I can't forget I've been figuring out How to figure things out But you'd rather your eyes shut tightly So you don't have to see what I see You've been living with doubt Leaves a bad taste in your mouth Now I've been holding on too long If you're gonna drop me do it softly It's such a terrible time to Be the one, the bubblegum, the glue that's stuck to you Why can't I scrub me off of you? I've been figuring out How to figure things out But you'd rather your eyes shut tightly So you don't have to see what I see You've been living with doubt Leaves a bad taste in your mouth Now I've been holding on too long If you're gonna drop me do it softly It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible but I'm not you It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible but I'm not you It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible but I'm not you It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible but I'm not you It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible but I'm not you It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible but I'm not you It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible but I'm not you It's terrible but it'll do I'm terrible and so are you

It went from you telling me That you'd do the things that make my day But I saw you at the spelling bee You said my hair looks shit this way You're honest but honestly I wish that you'd just call me by my name 'Cause I saw you at the spelling bee And that's the only word you couldn't say If you're tired then pretend to sleep A cemetery on a dead end street You're the reason I sigh when I'm out of breath And the second goodbye when you haven't left It's not just you the world is out to get If you're not happy you should stay in bed Oh it hurts my head 'cause you hurt my head Yeah you hurt my head Now that we're black and blue You left my number in your broken phone "Hey now, I'll get back to you" I guess I'll spill my guts out after the tone You're honest but honestly I get more peace and quiet on my own Hey now, I'll get back to you If you're tired then pretend to sleep A cemetery on a dead end street You're the reason I sigh when I'm out of breath And the second goodbye when you haven't left It's not just you the world is out to get If you're not happy you should stay in bed Oh it hurts my head 'cause you hurt my head Yeah you hurt my head I said I love you but I think sometimes I only focus the telescope on the parts that I like This could be a problem but it's fine 'Cause you aged like wine And I still haven't aged to like wine 'Cause you aged like wine And I still haven't aged to like wine 'Cause you aged like wine And I still haven't aged to like wine If you're tired then pretend to sleep A cemetery on a dead end street You're the reason I sigh 'Cause you aged like wine And I still haven't aged to like wine It's not just you the world is out to get If you're not happy you should stay in bed Oh it hurts my head 'Cause you aged like wine And I still haven't aged to like wine 'Cause you aged like wine And I still haven't aged to like wine 'Cause you aged like wine And I still haven't aged to like wine

You asked for my name, I said I don't know I am not some game on your tv show Lace your shoes, tie your hair before you go It's all what you wear and not what you know Stop colouring my dinosaur Can I just be, can I just be me Can you trust me, can you trust me Don't confront me, I just wanna be alone Give us your spare change and we'll change your brain Forget being unique when you're all the same Can I just be, can I just me be Can you trust, can you trust me Don't confront me, I just wanna be alone Stop tryna stay in the lines This happens every time Spilled milk's not worth the cry You're just wasting time trying to fix my mind You are not my therapist You're just wasting time trying to fix my mind You are not my therapist You're just wasting time trying to fix my mind You are not my therapist You're just wasting time trying to fix my mind You are not my therapist Can I just be, can I just me be Can you trust, can you trust me Don't confront me, I just wanna be alone

Give it up, you got a bucket list that makes you scream fuck And there's only one thing on it, but it's enough To break it tough Smoke a dart, tell her that you love her and she'll break your heart Cause you know she doesn't want it But that's a part, of growing up I can be sweet but i'm no apple pie I can be sweet but i'm no apple pie So you've let go of your balloon and its too high Doesn't help that you can't fly This has gone way too far I don't want to be the apple of your eye I don't want to be the apple of your eye And Stop. banging on the door i wish you'd learnt to knock I'm sick of all your notes and letters, i'm not the post There just down the road I know you wanted to be that guy You can be sweet but your no apple pie So you've let go of your balloon and its too high Doesn't help that you can't fly This has gone way too far I don't want to be the apple of your eye I don't want to be the apple of your eye I forget about the repercussions I forget i'm going to leave you running If only i weren't so stubborn I still forget to preheat the oven If only i weren't so stubborn If only i weren't so stubborn If only i weren't so stubborn I still forget to preheat the oven So you've let go of your balloon and its too high Doesn't help that you can't fly This has gone way too far I don't want to be the apple of your eye I don't want to be the apple of your eye I don't want to be the level you retry I don't want to be the pad to your thai If i want to be a spy i'll go join the FBI But i don't want to be the apple of your eye I can be sweet but i'm no apple pie

(I got y'all fools this time, hit it) (Yo', Cochise, A weh dem a seh?) Yeah, heard that boy, he lied through his teeth (lied through his teeth huh) Ain't no way he talkin' 'bout me (talkin' 'bout me, ah) Ballin' like I play for the Heat (play for the Heat, ah) Ain't no way that boy can compete (can compete, uh) He don't got a shot, that boy weak, yeah (that boy weak, uh) I might hit the gym like Maleek, yeah (uh) Who that boy? He talk like a creep (get it) Yeah, call me Mr. Winner, I feel like the best (I feel like the best) You can't tell me nothin' since my daddy left (since my daddy left) Ever since a jit I'm playin' Dragon Quest (playin' Dragon Quest) Yeah, feature, that's a hundred, I ain't goin' less (woah) Huh, Kobe with the right, Ginóbili with the left (Ginóbili with the left) I'ma count this money 'til my final breath ('til my final breath) I thank Jesus Christ because I know I'm blessed, yeah I'ma count this money 'til my final breath (get it) Yeah, ain't no Dunkin' in this cup, don't do coffee I been stuntin' so damn much so that it's often I know that Cochise run that shit like it's Lost, yeah I'm on my PC, yeah, I feel like Stephen Hawking I feel like Liam Neeson when I'm with the Glocky Talkin' 'bout fiber and servers, I feel like Hawking That boy, he runnin' on that beat and I'm just joggin' I'm gettin' money on my feet I'm gettin'— (get it) Uh, uh, I'm in the back, uh, uh, give me the cash Uh, uh, filled to the brim, uh, uh, give me the cash My money comin' through long in a sack Get 'em upset 'cause they ain't move bag Heat that boy up I ain't talkin' bout temp' I feel like I'm pimpin', I ain't talkin' trash What's even wrong? I gotta get cash Forty years old, I'll still hit the dash I know it's tragic, that boy, he cappin' Don't know what happened but I know what's happenin' My homie trappin', he got a knack, yeah (get it) That boy he cappin', that boy he flackin' He not with action, ball like a Maverick Caught that boy lackin', he was like "stop this" I'm bein' honest, I'm not with all this And then he ran like he Sonic, then my money go up I just wanna know, do you wanna go? (come on) Maybe Mexico, you with me the most Nobody say nothin', I wanna go (get it) Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh