Burned Out by Oh, Weatherly 🎵

Long live pop punk!

The heart on my sleeve, is your favorite object So burn all the clothes I left in your closet

And the moon broke out in a burst of flame While the sun started taking it's place All I knew is our love burnt out the same day That you started running away ♪ ♫ ♪


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