Paroles de ' Never The 1 ' par Rosiê (Gospel)

Met you in October
You talked sweet and a little slow
And I thought mmm
I think I mmm

Warm eyes and your hands cold
You sang soft like a sore throat
And I thought mmm
I think I mmm

'Cause I know you're dangerous
I saw through your games and played them
And I hate myself for letting you win

Now I could write ten songs
About nine ways you fucked me over
Only took you eight days to forget seven months together
We were up 'till six in the morning
Five days a week

Said for ever then left before I counted to three
Loved you a little too much but I was never
I was never the one

Met me on a Friday
I dressed up like a first date
So you'd think, mmm
I think I mmmm

And I knew it worked when
You stayed past 2: 00 am
And I thought mmm
Does he think mmm

And I knew you were dangerous
I saw through your games and played them
And I hate myself for letting you win

Now I could write ten songs
About nine ways you fucked me over
Only took you eight days to forget seven months together
We were up 'till six in the morning
Five days a week

You said forever and left
Before I counted to three
Loved you little too much but was never
I was never the one

Met you in October
Talked sweet and a little slow
And I thought you're it
I think I'm falling (I think I'm falling)

Now I could write ten songs
About nine ways you fucked me over

Only took you eight days to forget seven months together
We were up 'till six in the morning
Five days a week

You said for ever and left before I counted to three
Loved you little too much but was never
I was never the one

I loved you little too much but I was never
I was never the one