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erse: Hôm nay sẽ là ngày rất tuyệt vời tự hứa bản thân không làm nên điều gì ngốc make up dress up thật lung linh lên xe của anh với anh cùng nhau đến nơi hẹn hò post verse: Nhưng mẹ em nói con gái phải biết làm giá lên con dù rằng thích ai cũng để người ta tính toan ngỏ lời nhưng mẹ không biết con gái mẹ lớn lại si mê anh dù bật đèn xanh mà anh vẫn không làm gì Chorus: Sugar sugar là chính anh chính anh người khiến lòng em quay cuồng ngọt ngào giọng nói anh chính anh Liên tục vang lên trong đầu

ในวันนี้เมื่อปีที่แล้ว คือวันที่เรานั้นเลิกกัน ตอนนั้นฉันคิดว่า มันคงดีถ้าไม่มีเธอ แต่วันนี้ไม่มีอีกแล้ว และต่อให้ฉันขอร้องเท่าไร เธอคงไม่กลับมาหา คนที่ไล่ให้เธอไป กว่าจะรู้ว่าอยู่ไม่ไหว กว่าจะรู้ตัวว่าสาย กว่าจะเข้าใจเธอก็เดินไป เธอไม่รอแล้ว หยุดก่อน ฉันขอโทษที่โง่ไป ฉันขอโทษที่ไล่เธอไป ช่วยกลับมาอยู่ตรงนี้เหมือนเดิมได้ไหม แต่ก็รู้อยู่มันคงสายไป กับคำว่าเสียใจ ผ่านมาตั้งนานทำไมเพิ่งเข้าใจ ในวันนี้เมื่อปีที่แล้ว คือวันที่เรานั้นเลิกกัน ตอนนั้นฉันคิดว่า มันคงดีถ้าไม่มีเธอ แต่วันนี้ไม่มีอีกแล้ว และต่อให้ฉันขอร้องเท่าไร เธอคงไม่กลับมาหา คนที่ไล่ให้เธอไป Every night I miss you รู้บ้างไหม Tryna call แต่โดนตัดสาย แต่มันก็สมควร เพราะว่าที่ฉันทำไป มันไม่น่าให้อภัย รู้ดีว่าฉันนั้นเป็นผู้ร้าย And I made you cry so many times แต่อยากจะขอเธอคืนได้ไหม

[Verse] Red Red The color of fire Burning bright Taking us higher Orange Orange Like a summer sun Warming up Having so much fun Yellow Yellow The color of joy Like a beam of sunlight Can't destroy Green Green Nature's serene hue Fresh and vibrant A vision so true [Chorus] Colors Colors All around Painting our world Making it sound In every shade We're beautifully found Colors Colors Spinning us 'round

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Happy Birthday Akanksha Tiwari of class 7.

Never judge a book by its cover, cover, Never judge a girl by her lovers, lover. I can promise you, I'm not like the others, other, Play me, and i will make you suffer, suffer. Baby, I’m not like your other lovers. Take this as a warning, You'll regret it come morning. I’ll sit still, stay pretty, All made up, your dream girl, baby. My makeup hides all my crazy, Never caught when I’m acting shady, 'Cause I'm a lady, [spoken in a mocking tone] :And who's afraid of little old me?

Up late, he's ranting about his dad, Then he ghosts me, on read for weeks. He claims he's a martyr; it's really quite sad. He’d be perfect, if only he chose when to speak. [spoken with clear annunciation rather than sung]:Oh my God, did I say that out loud? [laughing]: hahaha He's got a British accent, tattoos from head to toe, White shirt, casually unbuttoned, and he knows. A hopeless romantic, at our concerts, it shows Mouthing "I love you," as his spotlight grows . He could be perfect, weren't he cold as ice, If just one night skipped the philosophy, that’d be nice. Rose-tinted glasses, when I’m with this man, Telling my girls, "I can fix him—no, really, I can."

Guilty pleasures are best without the guilt, Let's keep this secret, just between ourselves. Forgetting the life me and him built, Dodging paparazzi in run-down motels. Lately, feeling restless, oh so hasty, Craving something bold, a little crazy, [spoken in an american valley girl accent not sung] - And, i mean i'm just spitballing here but like, What if me and you had a baby? [laughing] hahhahaha Tired of those midnight breakdowns, Waited up on a countdown, How long until he was back in town? I don't even feel bad, that im down bad for this boy in a band

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I guess I didn't know you like I thought I did, Everything we planned, and it amounts to this. Remember that night, you swore I’m the love of your life? And all I could say was "yeah right." I’m over pretending that I'm missing you, Or acting like I'm needing him. I'm doing just fine, if you're wondering, Yeah, I'm alright, Laughing over my losses tonight. El Oh Em El Laughing over my losses El Oh Em El

Up late, he's ranting about his dad, Then he ghosts me, on read for weeks. He claims he's a martyr; it's really quite sad. He’d be perfect, if only he chose when to speak. [line is spoken not sung]- Oh my God, did I say that out loud? (giggles) He's got a British accent, tattoos from head to toe, White shirt, casually unbuttoned, and he knows. A hopeless romantic, at our concerts, it shows Mouthing "I love you," as his spotlight grows . He could be perfect, weren't he cold as ice, If just one night skipped the philosophy, that’d be nice. Rose-tinted glasses, when I’m with this man, Telling my girls, "I can fix him—no, really, I can."

Brand me your own Eve, headlines, how they deceive, Serpents whisper, web of lies they weave Tearing me apart, strip my dignity, leave. No chance to reclaim what was mine my agency My lifes been told In photographs, photographs I guess I failed Your polygraph, Polygraph In black and white my Epitaph epitaph Im worn thin, news just in This woman's guilty as sin

Never judge a book by its cover, cover, Never judge a girl by her lovers, lover. I can promise you, I'm not like the others, other, Play me, and i will make you suffer, suffer. Baby, I’m not like your other lovers. Take this as a warning, You'll regret it come morning. I’ll sit still, stay pretty, All made up, your dream girl, baby. My makeup hides all my crazy, Never caught when I’m acting shady, 'Cause I'm a lady, And who's afraid of little old me?

Miami beaches these lessons in love you teach, This feeling it's something I’ll never let out of my reach. They said grass is greener on some other side, But why chase green when here the ocean tides Carry the blues of Florida, deep and wide? The reds of your jersey catch my eye, And all I see is Florida, where my heart lies

Birdsong's sweeter since she's out of her cage, Spreading wings they tried to clip, now she's wiser with age. That little birdie's centre stage, feeling brand new, Selling out shows, kissing god knows who. You can’t cage a bird who's mastered the sky, Can't cage a girl once she's seen stars so high. Tried to crush my spirit, but baby i'm on a high Can’t talk now, fresh out the slammer, feeling alive

Bad boy but I think he’s a good man Good girl who doesn't give a damn No fairytale ending, this is real life Real love cuts deeper than a pocket knife He says he know what love is Got it tatted on his chest just to prove it I knew from the start he was no prince charming But didn’t think our fairytale could be so grimm Bad boy, good man Good girl, no plan Bad man, sunk in sin, drawing me in, Broken girl, spiralling, walls caving in. Protesting, Ahh, Ahh, But daddy, I love him. Can't help that I I daddy I love him

Double-decker bus, taller than his shattered pride, Haven't roamed these streets since the night we said goodbye. City lights sparkle best under the veil of night, But honey, I’m the sun, nothing beats my light. It’s been so long, London, Since I walked this ground, I’m here, but not to stay. So long, London, Just passing through the crowds, Here to say hello then i’ll be on my way

Guilty pleasures are best without the guilt, Let's keep this secret, just between ourselves. Forgetting the life me and him built, Dodging paparazzi in run-down motels. Lately, feeling restless, oh so hasty, Craving something bold, a little crazy, And, i mean i'm just spitballing here but like, What if me and you had a baby? Tired of those midnight breakdowns, Waited up on a countdown, How long until he was back in town? I don't even feel bad, that im down bad for this boy in a band

Red lipstick Leave my trace on his collar Throwing bricks Broken glass in all colours Let him think He's a real big baller He throws a tantrum If he can't win He's no fun to play with He cheats, I play dumb I guess you win some, lose some I don't want to win by his rules He plays the lover, I play the fool Convince myself he loves me, I'll lie Saying my boy Yeah, my boy Only breaks his favourite toys

The pen in my hand bleeds Black ink seeps deep in the page I'm begging him, "Please, Just stay beyond the talking stage” But he says he's too fucked up, And we should just give up, I tell him, "Darling, join the club." In my haven, certified, where secrets hide, The Tortured Poets Department, I’ll stay and hide,enjoy the ride, While deep down inside, you know it You missed your chance with the tortured poets

I guess I didn't know you like I thought I did, Everything we planned, and it amounts to this. Remember that night, you swore I’m the love of your life? And all I could say was "yeah right." I’m over pretending that I'm missing you, Or acting like I'm needing him. I'm doing just fine, if you're wondering, Yeah, I'm alright, Laughing over my losses tonight. El Oh Em El Laughing over my losses El Oh Em El

Up late, he's ranting about his dad, Then he ghosts me, on read for weeks. He claims he's a martyr; it's really quite sad. He’d be perfect, if only he chose when to speak. Oh my God, did I say that out loud? (giggles) He's got a British accent, tattoos from head to toe, White shirt, casually unbuttoned, and he knows. A hopeless romantic, at our concerts, it shows Mouthing "I love you," as his spotlight grows . He could be perfect, weren't he cold as ice, If just one night skipped the philosophy, that’d be nice. Rose-tinted glasses, when I’m with this man, Telling my girls, "I can fix him—no, really, I can."

Never judge a book by its cover, cover, Never judge a girl by her lovers, lover. I can promise you, I'm not like the others, other, Play me, and i will make you suffer, suffer. Baby, I’m not like your other lovers. Take this as a warning, You'll regret it come morning. I’ll sit still, stay pretty, All made up, your dream girl, baby. My makeup hides all my crazy, Never caught when I’m acting shady, 'Cause I'm a lady, And who's afraid of little old me?

Brand me your own Eve, headlines, how they deceive, Serpents whisper, web of lies they weave Tearing me apart, strip my dignity, leave. No chance to reclaim what was mine my agency My lifes been told In photographs, photographs I guess I failed Your polygraph, Polygraph In black and white my Epitaph epitaph Im worn thin, news just in This woman's guilty as sin