Plucked like an unripe peach
From where it clings to its branch;
You can’t blame me for being bitter
Blushing fruit
Dangling before your eyes
You must’ve figured
It was yours to take.
Plucked like an unripe peach
From where it clings to its branch;
You can’t blame me for being bitter
Blushing fruit
Dangling before your eyes
You must’ve figured
It was yours to take.