Get your play, get your cause
Catch her faith, stadium joke
Graduated, e-mail pros
Can you make it?
He was getting closer
Nobody told her
That he was a freaking liar
The plane was real
Hours killed away
Pretty lights, get you far
A billion stores, same with floors
Many faces, but no love
She was waiting
Guess who never came
Nobody told her
That he was a freaking liar
She felt breeze
Down her knees
No way
Writer(s): Patrick Pleau
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