歌词语境宇宙
Than in August I'd get on my knee and I'd ask you "Would you marry me?"
Then you would've never looked for love again
(My ride to die my future wife walked out my life)
Than in August I'd get on my knee and I'd ask you "Would you marry me?"
Then you would've never looked for love again
(My ride to die my future wife walked out my life)