ALL THIS TALK OF GETTING OLDER
IS GETTING ME DOWN MY LOVE
LIKE A CAT IN THE BAG WAITING TO DRAWN
THESE TIME I WON'T COMMING DOWN

AND I HOPE YOU THINKING OF ME
CAUSE YOU LET DOWN ON MY SIDE
HOW THE DRUGS DON'T WORK THEY JUST MAKE YOU WORST
BUT I  KEWM I'LL SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN

BUT I KNOW I'M ON A LOSER STREET
CAUSE A PASS THEN BY YOUR STREET
AND IF YOU WANNA SHOW
THEY JUST LET BE

CHOURUS

CRUSE BEBY
IF NEVERS CRYS I'M COMMING TOO , JUST LIKE YOU AFRAID
YOU LIVE MY LIFE I'LL BETTER OUT THERE

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