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Dropped call, mid fall Only you can know for now Island, demons Only you can hold them down Those girls might hear me crying The one, the only jealousy I have is dying With all along, your arms around me Try Island, demons Zoë, you come over now 'Cause those girls keep telling me things And only you can hold them down Those girls might hear me crying The one, the only jealousy I have is dying With all along, your arms around me Try Those girls might hear me cry The one, the only jealousy I have is dying With all along, your arms around me Try From Letras Mania