lemon lemon, lemon merengue; you burn bright like the sun on a summer’s day; it’s a shame we’re flustered under mid September weight; you won’t let me hold your hand, you won’t tell me your name. in the scheme of us and our circle of trust, you’re the obstacle to the love that i so badly want; you aren’t lost in the fantasy that’s between just myself and me, or the riddles of how i mindlessly think; i hide out in the mirror, these are my ugliest clothes; think i can make you want me, now gimme some love (hold up) lemon lemon, lemonade fresh, heard you’re moving away, i’ll miss you every day, every single night i’ll pray, i meditate, on how i’m gonna make you mine before i die; if you’re made for me- what gives you the right? you spin me in circles from halfway around the world, you’re a flighty bird- tell me it’s my turn; you aren’t lost in the fantasy that’s between just myself and me, or the riddles of how i mindlessly think; i hide out in the mirror, these are my ugliest clothes; think i can make you want me, now gimme some love i can make you want me, gimme some love i can make you want me, gimme some love give it up come get lost in the fantasy of you and me, the riddles of how i mindlessly think; i hide out in the mirror, these are my ugliest clothes; think i can make you want me, now gimme some love i can make you want me, gimme some love i can make you want me, gimme some love i can make you want me, gimme some love i can make you want me, gimme some love give it up
