Jonas Sees In Color
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I got a charming voice
And a head full of books
I'm pretty good at writing lies
That we turn into hooks
So sing along and believe it all
I've either got of mouth full of stories
Or a jaw full of teeth
With a writer's sense of style
A guitar full of strings
And a tendency to believe it all

I wasn't looking for love
She wasn't looking for trouble
But we found what we found
We found what we found
So now I keep my fingers crossed
And my eyes wide open
I don't know about love
But at least I believe in luck

She says she has a tendency
To believe in anything
Well I've made a habit of
Making a mess and leaving
So you hold on to hope
And I'll hold back disaster
And we'll call it even
We'll call it, call it, call it

I wasn't looking for love
She wasn't looking for trouble
But we found what we found
We found what we found
So now I keep my fingers crossed
My eyes wide open
I don't know about love
But at least I believe in luck again

I will lie through my teeth to keep you close
So sing along and believe it all

I wasn't looking for love
She wasn't looking for trouble
But we found what we found
We found what we found
So now I keep my fingers crossed
And my eyes wide open
I don't know about love
But at least I believe in luck again


Mirror lyrics:

But at least I believe in luck again
I don't know about love
And my eyes wide open
So now I keep my fingers crossed
We found what we found
But we found what we found
She wasn't looking for trouble
I wasn't looking for love

So sing along and believe it all
I will lie through my teeth to keep you close

But at least I believe in luck again
I don't know about love
My eyes wide open
So now I keep my fingers crossed
We found what we found
But we found what we found
She wasn't looking for trouble
I wasn't looking for love

We'll call it, call it, call it
And we'll call it even
And I'll hold back disaster
So you hold on to hope
Making a mess and leaving
Well I've made a habit of
To believe in anything
She says she has a tendency

But at least I believe in luck
I don't know about love
And my eyes wide open
So now I keep my fingers crossed
We found what we found
But we found what we found
She wasn't looking for trouble
I wasn't looking for love

And a tendency to believe it all
A guitar full of strings
With a writer's sense of style
Or a jaw full of teeth
I've either got of mouth full of stories
So sing along and believe it all
That we turn into hooks
I'm pretty good at writing lies
And a head full of books
I got a charming voice


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