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Julia Michaels - Grandes Temazos: Tristes - Don’t Wanna Think
Grandes Temazos: Tristes
01. Before You Go
02. Anyone
03. Let It Go
04. La última (de “La última"/Banda Sonora Original)
05. orchid
06. Stay With Me (live at Abbey Road Studios)
07. Lonely
08. Lose You to Love Me
09. Heather
10. 1-800-273-8255
11. drivers license
12. Malibu Nights
13. Come Home
14. Entre sobras y sobras me faltas
15. drunk
16. Love Yourself
17. Liability
18. Maafkan Aku #terlanjurmencinta
19. Sad
20. Primera carta
21. right here
22. Arcade
23. Be Alright
24. IDK You Yet
25. you were good to me
26. All We Do
27. I miss you, I’m sorry
28. Last of the True Believers (acoustic)
29. Beautiful Scars
30. minimal
31. Is It Just Me?
32. Alaska
33. Lucky
34. Little Things
35. tomorrow tonight
36. Alone in My Room (Gone)
37. Don’t Wanna Think
38. hate u love u
39. i don’t feel the same
40. No Right to Love You (acoustic)
Now I'm not really one for drinking songs
But I guess that I should probably write one
'Cause I'm feeling pretty lonely
He's the only thing that holds me right now
Now I'm not really one for drinking songs
But I guess if I'm not wrapped here in your arms
Then I can't talk about love
And who wants to talk about love?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't wanna risk
Oh, oh, oh, oh

No, I don't wanna think about you right now
Don't wanna think about you right now
'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad
And I'd show up at your house
I was screaming at your door
Saying: What the fuck is wrong with you?
I thought that we were good enough
I thought that you needed love
No, I don't wanna think about you right now
Don't wanna think about you right now
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs
But, fuck it here it comes out
Heartbreak is annoying
And I feel it in the morning
Swallow it down like a bitter pill
At least it'll taste better than this feeling will
And I don't like myself
And I'm just standing still

No, I don't wanna think about you right now
Don't wanna think about you right now
'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad
And I'd show up at your house
I was screaming at your door
Saying: What the fuck is wrong with you?
I thought that we were good enough
I thought that you needed love

I know that when I wake up there's gonna be seven texts and three calls to you
And I'm not gonna know what to do
I'll make up some excuse about how that was meant for someone else
When the truth is I'm not over you