I could've told ya That nothings gonna Get too deep, yeah yeah yeah Could've warned ya Now that it's over These promises I couldn't keep, yeah yeah yeah Cause I know ya
Now I gotta stack you into my life Living cover of a magazine, yeah You're creeping down my neck I'm giving me the creeps Sounds of the ocean They never really get to me, yeah yeah yeah Could've owned ya
Hard to ignore ya A diamond on A silver screen, yeah yeah yeah Now the persona Now I gotta stack you into my life Living cover of a magazine, yeah You're creeping down my neck I'm giving me the creeps
I'm giving me the Yeah, yeah I'm giving me the creeps Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah I'm giving me the Aaaaah
