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Oh now sitting on my front stairs
Waiting for you to walk by with your friends
Laugh and point at the mean man
Sitting up on the stairs
You stop, you walk by, you look back, you smile
You got me feeling like a kid
But I'm not so playground awry
But 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, oh, oh
Though I won't make a mistake
I got a chance with you, I guess
But I don't know if I'm gonna make it there
I got a side with all the tricks
And you look like me, I swear
This playground rolling through my head
But I'm not gonna lift up 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

He's coming
He stumble drunk
I wake up
And then I
The dreams fell off, the fingers dropped
And I came back, bubbly
And thinking you love me
But no posse, not lucky here
I saw, love, yeah, yeah

Then aww, yeah, 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

I fall in love again

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