You better stay, stay on your side of town. Because I'm done, done with all this breaking down. One last time you're gonna hear me out. You better stay, stay on your side of town.
Outside my window, I swear on my mamas grave,. Faded out the street noise like a, out of focus polaroid,. So I shot the moon, and I cursed the wind,. Making me think that you were, here again,.