My Fake Boyfriend
“Since you admitted it (oh-oh), I keep picturing, her lips on your neck, I can't unsee it,
I hate that because of you, I can't love you, babeeeeeeeeeee.”
The hellish hour begins after the song ends - the unlimited drinking. Kath is drinking nonstop and she wants all of us to drink with her. If we won't drink with her, she will cry again. Oh God! What the hell is this?
Bab Populer