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Yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah Startin' to tear down this home I got an album made for you up in my phone You asleep right now, I'm up in my zone (Oh) I keep my guard up with you, keepin' it strong Sometimes it feel like I'm still alone I'm trying to put the pieces together like a song (Pieces, I put the pieces) I know you like your APs two-tone (Two-tone, two-tone) And your tennis chains complimenting your tone And I don't want no fake version of you, no clone, ooh Like the 1942, you when the night is gone (The, the, the night is gone) Since we been together, I'm loving what you shown And you always stuck up in my head like a catchy song You hate the way that I prove you wrong When you find yourself frustrated, lookin' through my phone Or when you wonder 'bout who I'm talkin' 'bout in my song We built this from the ground up, don't want it all to be gone Don't wanna play you like a synth, like Jason did this song (Like I said, don't want it be gone) Startin' to tear down this home I got an album made for you up in my phone I bet there's lies you're taking to your headstone Letras de cancionesEven if it's a first sight, it don't feel like it's wrong Even if it's a fairytale lie, we still get along Even if it's for the image, we two years going strong Even if we call it off, baby, can we just postpone? 'Til we find our way back to each other's home From Letras Mania