I won't, No. I'm sorry because you're old news.
And my life is holding our heads to this gun.
I find myself on the street out in front of your house, you can kiss safe thoughts goodbye.
I'm coming up to break your heart.
You're sleeping with the light on like you're dying to be found out.
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