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In My Pockets

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· 2:20 · 47 plays · v2.2

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jazz girl gone bad

Lyrics

Chorus

I’m just a girl with my hands in my pockets

Sippin’ slow, acting cool while I watch him

Gloss on my smile, hiding every regret

Playin’ hard, but I’m tumbling, can’t let him know yet

Post-Chorus

Ooh, don’t let it show

Ooh, he can’t know

Verse 2

Counting footprints on midnight city tile

Laugh when he trips, I’m burning all the while

He’s close enough to taste, but I swerve, I deflect

You can’t lose what you never let yourself get

Pre-Chorus

He’s got his rhythm, I got these blues

Satin on my skin, secrets in my shoes

One glance away, but I freeze, not confess

Letting my laughter cover up my yes

Chorus

I’m just a girl with my hands in my pockets

Sippin’ slow, acting cool while I watch him

Gloss on my smile, hiding every regret

Playin’ hard, but I’m tumbling, can’t let him know yet

Post-Chorus

Ooh, don’t let it show

Ooh, he can’t know

Bridge

Shadows leaning in, his voice in the air

Pulse on my wrist says I’m caught, but I swear

Red lips, black thoughts, cool breath on my neck

Sayin’ maybe I’m tough, but I’m always a wreck

Outro

Streetlights flicker over secrets we keep

Someone’s waiting, but I won’t fall deep

Silent as thunder, I play like I forget

Step out the door, but I’m loving him yet

Post-Chorus

Ooh, don’t let it show

Ooh, he can’t know

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