Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You think
There's an equation
You plus me equals dead
To the science
Of those
Everybody knows
The thing she does to please
Low cut sweaters
With her
It's just emotion I've never had
Emotion is making me sad
It's
Put my best foot forward
Trying to ignore the events of
It's a cruel, cruel world to face on your own
A
There are pictures of me around your room
You come on
Calling yourself a romantic, let me explain
Been across the whole
Shame, shame, shame
Ooh, I, I, I, I, shame, shame, shame
I
Find yourself in a situation
Can't talk your way out of
Stimulate
I got the beat, I got the beat, you know
I think I feel a little hurt
My fists are turning
What do I gotta do to make it work out
You said your peace
It's killing me
I can't believe it's over
You're
Oh, oh
Fear is a curse
The terror of twilight
The fear of
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