Daisy Buchanan Songtext
von Chelsea King

"I hope she′ll be a fool
That's the best thing a girl can be in this world
A beautiful little fool"

I lost my phone again
I was waiting to call you
Waiting for your name to
Pop up in my unread
I got your photo pinned so I don′t forget
To text back cause you don't sometimes
You're my weekend
My weakness
My Saturday night

I need you like oxygen
I′ll admit
That I′ve never needed somebody like this
I could get lost in your fictional lips
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry


We were making out in the club
I wasn't expecting you to show up
Now you′re crying in my bedroom
Said you wish I was someone else
I play it cool but it kills me that I'm not her
What a player
You played me
And I never learn

I need you like oxygen
I′ll admit
That I've never needed somebody like this
I love getting lost in your fictional lips
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry
When you′re holding me
It's only me

I left you in the past
All the bright and precious things
Fade so fast
And they don't come back


I need you like oxygen
I′ll admit
That I′ve never needed somebody like this
I guess I got lost in your
Fictional bliss
My Daisy Buchanan
My Annabel Lee
You taste like poetry