I've spent so much time throwing rocks at your window That I never even knocked on the front door
Ooh... Ooh... Ooh...
I walk by statues never even made one chip But if I could leave a mark on the monument of the heart I just might lay myself down for a little more than I had the last day The last day The last day Oooh..
Wait a time to spare these lies we tell ourselves These days have come and gone But this time is sweeter than honey
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