Growin' up, you don't see the writing on the wall
Passin'
you maybe wrong,you maybe right
we don't need this all tonight
I'll
You can play any game you wanna play, don't play
Under your protective wing I walked into the nightAnd a
When they look lost and all alone, maybe staring at
You wanna shake my hand, say there's no hard feelingsBut
[with MeatloafUp in the attic where the skeletons hideWe all
I put my hand on your stocking, I was movin'
I don't wanna be the reckless one, the man with
Growin' up, you don't see the writing on the wallPassin'
you know i wouldn't lie to younever would, you better
There's a light at the edge of the darknessA cool
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