Third party victim
In the back of your car
One night only
Worth every scar
Now he's biting at her fingers
And she's calling it art
I'm looking through the window
Humming with her heart
I've got in way, way, way over my head
I've got in way, way, way over my head
Come a little closer
And call me your lover
We've both got demons
So we're perfect for each other
I've got in way, way, way over my head
High on false hopes
Watching waves crash her over
Eyes gloss quickly
I keep begging to be closer
But he's living in the moment
While I relive the parts
Knowing she's enjoying
Cause I'm humming with her heart
I've got in way, way, way over my head
I've got in way, way, way over my head
Come a little closer
And call me your lover
We've both got demons
So we're perfect for each other
I've got in way, way, way over my head
My head, it doesn't make sense
I've got in way, way, way over my head
I've got in way, way, way over my head
Come a little closer
And call me your lover
We've both got demons
So we're perfect for each other
I've got in way, way, way over my head
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