So be it what it is
Just give it time
And try your best to smile
You give her lengths of love
But the party is gone
The party is gone
We fall into a candy wall
Evening slime
What a waste of time
Even though you still get by
Searching for the things
That make you come alive
It goes down to this
It's-a why you're here
Oh why you walk
We fall into a candy wall
Holding hands
Well, that's the style
It goes back many years
These gamut boys
Millionaires
Take me out on a ride
I like you well enough
To give you lovers' arc
Her streak survives, in the night
Writer(s): Maya Postepski, Robert Alfons
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