It's the same story, the same again (damn) Last night you want a fall guy, you want it to end You said that I should never you again, or talk to your friends, or even try to knock on your door And I can understand that, it's time to step back, but just as I was moving
You had to me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my phone the second you split So tell me why is it you text me, who the hell is I took your out my phone the second that you split (new message)
1] And I've been tryin' to escape ya since the moment you Gathered up your shit and patiently put it to the I didn't think of it but you mostly part of the stress The things you put me through, I don't that my would have guessed Who could've known it was a devil in a blue fitted That got me such a hellish place, a juvenile test This is the shit my pops would me 'bout I knew he meant Whenever he me the sirens would take you to the depths I just wish I would ever leave Everything you did The reason that I be off my phone this evening Is you And you send me signals and they're a lot Baby and baby got back, like Sir Mix-a-lot Now have you ever danced with a devil in the pale A picture self, a you know you couldn't sail to I to climb a tower for Rapunzel to enslave you I just need an exit, not the road you pave, boo
It's the same story, the story again (damn) Last night you a fall guy, today you want it to end You said that I should call you again, or talk to your friends, or even try to knock on your door And I can understand that, it's time to step back, but just as I was moving
You had to me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my phone the that you split So tell me why is it you me, who the hell is this? I took your out my phone the second that you split (new message)
2] And every time I think left you, you're calling again It's like as if you know the that I'm starting to mend You come around and my brains in, thank you hun' I don't know what I'd do without you, you let me run I kinda find it to focus on my job and shit You your way into my writing like I'm Robin Thicke But I'm not sorry love, no no, no I'm not sorry I keep repeating myself, shit I'm probably drunk And the my friend I you always hated whenever I bottled it in But I'm insane, looking at the front door, in range Why the hell you standing in the way, this ain't a game I need a chance to get the mind How's about a lifetime, yeah that quite fine I just you to keep from hitting up my line So we can keep the peace and move beyond the
It's the same story, the same again (damn) Last night you want a fall guy, you want it to end You said that I should never call you again, or to your friends, or even try to knock on your door And I can understand that, it's time to step back, but as I was moving along
You had to me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my phone the second you split So me why is it you text me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my the second that you split (new message)
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