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You don't know how long Vie beenWandering around these unmarked streetsTo the middle of my ghost townVie been awake all dayAnd tonight I'll do the sameMy reoccurring dreams of houses filled with flames I let burn downYou'll never, never know who left who and who left who behindYou'll never, never know who left who and who left who behind"I don't care," she said "What's going through your head.If you write one song about meI'll never speak to you."Does it gotta be that way? Some famous last wordsI'm sorry to say, you best plug your ears babyI'm not going out without a soundIt's hard enough for me to get these words outI am your stereo, you are my picture frameI play you what's inside me when who you hold will changeWe were more complicated than all the songs that remind me of youThere's nothing wrong with looking backUnless you're aching for the pastI love the sound of my voice and the words that I have written downThis is my life, proof in sound that II am your stereoYou are my picture frameI play you what's inside meWhen who you hold will change From Letras Mania