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Sitting here on my front steps again
Waiting for you to walk by with your friends
Laugh and point at that man
Sitting up there looking down at us
You walk by, look back, and smile at me
Got me feeling like a kid
And this playground in my head
I'm not gonna pull your hair

I fall so hard inside the idea of you
It's why with you can't say what I mean
Wanna stay but I think I'm getting out of here
I fall so hard inside the idea of you

Oh, oh, you got it
Stumble what we make this
The words won't come, but I want a song
To make you think that I'm your king
Hush a bit, there we go
You got me feeling like a kid
A playground in my head
But I'm not gonna kick you in the shins

I fall so hard inside the idea of you
It's why with you can't say what I mean
Wanna stay but I think I'm getting out of here
I fall so hard inside the idea of you

Bus stop
Daydream
An old man
With the flower in his hands
Just hoping
It won't look wrong
When he hands them out
But he wakes up
Must be thinking
You fool you got nobody's hands
And she ain't seen you
But, oh, oh, yeah

Ah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah

I fall so hard inside the idea of you
It's why with you can't say what I mean
Wanna stay but I think I'm getting out of here
I fall so hard inside the idea of you

Old man

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