I don't remember when it started,
We had barely even started yet
Things were getting kinda wild and I
got to acting like the child I am
Now we're stealing the party, yeah
Breathing's tough when it's uncharted,
Let your guard down like a martyr and
Funny how we go for miles and then
Quick right, quick right,
Quick right, quick right,
seatbelt is flexin' and dry
I keep on turnin' right back
Ooh, why do you still let
Ooh, why do you still let me in?
When our love becomes a memory
And it's a way I've broken re cipes
Quick break, quick break,
Seatbelt is fastened, I'm trapped
I on, keep on I keep on turning right,
Why do you still let me let you do?
Ooh, why do you still let me in?
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