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She only has an accent when she talks to her mom on the phone And I get jealous when she says she's missin’ home 'Cause I don't have a place to call my own And I’m afraid it's startin' to show I wonder what it feels like to shut eye and wake up Without my head on fire, burnin' like the sun But when her head rests on my chest I can finally catch my breath When will she see through me, find my ghosts? Feelin' so hollow, I could float Open my closet and it's just bones I coulda swore I locked it, but she don't know I won't ever lеt her get too close Kickin’ at thе pavement, pullin’ crooked straw Wonderin' how much longer ’til she catches on And it ain't if, it's when When will she see through me, find my ghosts? Feelin' so hollow, I could float Open my closet and it’s just bones Coulda swore I locked it, but she don't know I won't ever let her get too close Too close Get too close From Letras Mania