Verse 1. A little bit of light. A little bit of gold. Under pressure you start to fold. Like a diamond from coal. Pre Chorus 1. Maybe you are, maybe you are. Something I cannot define. Maybe you are,
banana. Legs like cinnamon sticks. But she really gets going when the camera starts rolling. That's how my girl gets her kicks. Pc. I think I need to go to therapy. Ch. Shane, Shane, get out of my
I tried to be all you want. You never felt the same. I play the games that you start. Over and over again. Over and over again. Over and over again. Can't let you in my life. There's no way that I eve
