You’re an open book babe
Gonna need a hook babe
To reel you in and fish you out of trouble this time
You’re hurting hard now
Pushed things too far now
Your car blew up and the keys fell down the drain along with your dreams
Well here’s a new door a new key and number
With street lights and stars to sleep under
Well that was your life and mine
So when did we get so out of time?
You kept a record of the things that I said
And I swear I never lied
I got sent down but I didn’t do the crime
And I’m just sitting here wondering to myself how did we get so out of time
So out of time
So out of time
So out of
That was your life and mine
So when did we get so out of time

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