Chloe don't know better. Chloe is just like me, only beautiful. A couple of years' difference. But those lessons never learned. Did you know? Chloe does the tables in the French Quarter. She's
Verse 1. Your hologram stumbled into my apartment. Hands in the hair of somebody in darkness. Named Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus. And I just watched it happen. As the decade would play us for
Bài hát Pretty's On The Inside - Nightcore, Chloe Adams. I don't look like her. She's in all the magazines. So much prettier than me. You don't know it hurts. Staring at my iPhone screen. Watching
