It’s kind of unfair because I really wanted to go
See how you live
See if it’s the kind of place I think it is

We walk through the streets when there’s no one there
Promise not to swear
Grab hold of my walls and make a tear

Now I can see the days when you had less of a hold on me
Not too often did you touch me
Hair behind ear, that was the only

I noticed, I was there
Some things you don’t want to believe
I noticed, you were there
Some things I don’t want to believe

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