- cifra
This city was never mine
I'm always 15 steps behind
And so they say I've lost my mind
I'm talking over your head
No one believes you now
But I love the way
You put me in the jailhouse
No one believes you now
But I love the way
You put me in the jailhouse
Walls falling over again
Lived long for the lonely reign
Where are you now
Do you require
My desire
I want you to
No one believes you now
But I love the way
You put me in the jailhouse
No one believes you now
But I love the way
You put me in the jailhouse
