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Shorthanded prophecy A nickname for everything Hang up the phone and wonder How hot do you burn for me? You shiver in the shade Watching me up on stage Thinking I turned the page I came of age, I love my cage I hide You will listen now, you're in the backseat Hide Carving your way out, muffle the heartbeat Hide You lie to yourself, walk down a dark street Hide I think about you, you think about me Our love is third degree Our love's a broken key Our love is stuck in the Back door of my faded memory I like the way you sound Stupid but so profound We stood on dirty ground Stars all around, scuffed up, spellbound Letras de cancionesWe hide You would listen then, sat in the backseat Hide Sinking deeper in, tap out the heartbeat Hide Lying to yourself, light up a dark street Hide I thought about you, you thought about me I tell a long story Tell everyone everything Hang up the phone and wonder How hot do you burn for me? I shiver in the shade Watching a narrow gauge Assume you turned the page You came of age, you love your cage You hide You will listen now, you're in the backseat Hide Carving your way out, muffle the heartbeat Hide You lie to yourself, walk down a dark street Hide I think about you, you think about me From Letras Mania