Orange Mound

de Ina Wroldsen

You keep calling me, follow me on the internet
Apologies, apologies
I don't want your attention, I don't want you to mention
What we used to be, mention me in your interviews
It's novelty, and honestly I'm so mad about what you did

I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive that I let ya, under my, under my skin

I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive that I let ya
Under my, under my skin

I spent 23 months getting out from under you
Analogies, analogies
Truth is you are a bad one, truth is I fell and you won
I ain't coming 'round, 'round, 'round
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone (I'm gone, I'm gone)
Now I ain't coming 'round, 'round, 'round
I'm gone and all you were is past to me
I got mad and I got through it

I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive that I let ya
Under my (under my), under my skin

I can't forgive or forget
Give or forget (give or forget ya)
I can't forgive or forget
Give or forget (give or forget ya)
I can't forgive that I let
Give that I let (give that I let ya)
I can't forgive or forget
Give or forget (give or forget ya)

When you think about calling me, then don't
When you think I might mark my words, I won't
When your luck runs out, I'll be nobody to ya
So do you understand?

I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive that I let ya
Under my, under my skin

I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive or forget ya
I can't forgive that I let ya
Under my (under my), under my skin

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