I can't just spill my secrets
All the ones she can't keep in
Find their way to my head
They find a way to my bed
I cough up all my fiction
Flushing out my addiction
With the secrets she tells
I can't help myself
I can't help but fall
A little bit more with her, to her
But I crawl
Back and stack all the reasons why
I won't give in to love again
She smiled at my entry
The best one of it's century And I look at my feet
To bow my head at defeat
But I am a crook in a canyoan
Hiding the jewels of my actions At night, the place I call home Gets so lonely and cold
I am a crook in a canyon
Hiding the jewels of my actions At night, the place I call home Gets so lonely and gets so lonely and cold

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