You spent hours with the artist Sitting in that chair with his fingers in your hair, Licked your lips a seventh shade, now Hoping that he'll notice Hoping that he'll care You spent hours in the mirror Practicing your pout Perfecting your stare Bite your lips until they're bleeding Wondering if he'll notice, Hoping that he'll care Does he tell you that he loves you? Like you do? Like you do? Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who... Who does he say it to? Does he tell you that he loves you? Like you do? Like you do? Oh, oh, oh Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who... Who does he say it to? You've spent hours in his absence, Reading what he wrote, masking the past Light his lines until they're burning, Turning each word into his last. One more week without you speaking, Practicing your smile, hacking your hair Now a year but he's your weakness, Perfecting his style, Wondering if he'll care Hoping that he'll care Does he tell you that he loves you? Like you do? Like you do? Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who... Who does he say it to? Does he tell you that he loves you? Like you do? Like you do? Oh, oh, oh Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who... Who does he say it to? Your friends Your friends Your friends, Are asking Your friends Your friends Your friends, Are asking Your friends Your friends Your friends, (Are asking) Does he tell you that he loves you? Does he? (does he?) Does he? (does he?) Does he tell you that he loves you? Like you do? Like you tell him? Ohh! Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who... Who does he say it to? Does he tell you that he loves you? Like you do? Like you do? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Wonder who he says it to
You spent hours with artist, sitting in that chair, with his fingers in your hair, licked your lips a seventh shade. Now, hoping that he’ll notice - hoping that he’ll care. You spent hours in the mirror, practicing your pout, perfecting your stare. Bite your lips until they’re bleeding, wondering if he’ll notice, hoping that he’ll care. Does he tell you that he loves you like you do? Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who… who does he say it to? You’ve spent hours in his absence, reading what he wrote, masking the past. Light his lines until they’re burning, turning each word into his last. One more without you speaking, practicing your smile, hacking your hair - now a year but he’s your weakness, perfecting his style, wondering if he’ll care - hoping that he’ll care. Does he tell you that he loves you like you do? Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who… who does he say it to? Your friends are asking... “Does he tell you that he loves you? Does he? Does he?” Does he tell you that he loves you like you do? Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who… who does he say it to?
Hardstyle rates in back ground, with tecno euphoric twinkle,,, side chained synth, does he tell you that he loves you...... hours in absence . one week without speaking. verses very tight.... very intuiging ....
You spent hours with the artist
Sitting in that chair with his fingers in your hair,
Licked your lips a seventh shade, now
Hoping that he'll notice
Hoping that he'll care
You spent hours in the mirror
Practicing your pout
Perfecting your stare
Bite your lips until they're bleeding
Wondering if he'll notice,
Hoping that he'll care
Does he tell you that he loves you?
Like you do?
Like you do?
Does he tell you that he loves you?
I wonder who...
Who does he say it to?
Does he tell you that he loves you?
Like you do?
Like you do?
Oh, oh, oh
Does he tell you that he loves you?
I wonder who...
Who does he say it to?
You've spent hours in his absence,
Reading what he wrote, masking the past
Light his lines until they're burning,
Turning each word into his last.
One more week without you speaking,
Practicing your smile, hacking your hair
Now a year but he's your weakness,
Perfecting his style,
Wondering if he'll care
Hoping that he'll care
Does he tell you that he loves you?
Like you do?
Like you do?
Does he tell you that he loves you?
I wonder who...
Who does he say it to?
Does he tell you that he loves you?
Like you do?
Like you do?
Oh, oh, oh
Does he tell you that he loves you?
I wonder who...
Who does he say it to?
Your friends
Your friends
Your friends,
Are asking
Your friends
Your friends
Your friends,
Are asking
Your friends
Your friends
Your friends,
(Are asking)
Does he tell you that he loves you?
Does he? (does he?)
Does he? (does he?)
Does he tell you that he loves you?
Like you do?
Like you tell him?
Ohh!
Does he tell you that he loves you?
I wonder who...
Who does he say it to?
Does he tell you that he loves you?
Like you do?
Like you do?
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Wonder who he says it to
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You spent hours with artist,
sitting in that chair, with his fingers in your hair,
licked your lips a seventh shade. Now,
hoping that he’ll notice - hoping that he’ll care.
You spent hours in the mirror, practicing your pout, perfecting your stare.
Bite your lips until they’re bleeding,
wondering if he’ll notice, hoping that he’ll care.
Does he tell you that he loves you like you do?
Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who… who does he say it to?
You’ve spent hours in his absence,
reading what he wrote, masking the past.
Light his lines until they’re burning,
turning each word into his last.
One more without you speaking,
practicing your smile, hacking your hair - now a year but he’s your weakness,
perfecting his style, wondering if he’ll care - hoping that he’ll care.
Does he tell you that he loves you like you do?
Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who… who does he say it to?
Your friends are asking...
“Does he tell you that he loves you? Does he? Does he?”
Does he tell you that he loves you like you do?
Does he tell you that he loves you? I wonder who… who does he say it to?
what an amazing video!!!!
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Hardstyle rates in back ground, with tecno euphoric twinkle,,, side chained synth, does he tell you that he loves you......
hours in absence .
one week without speaking.
verses very tight....
very intuiging ....