I got your name and number, you seem kinda surprised.
Maybe its cause I can be, you know, like cold as ice.
In crowded situations I always want to go.
And if I see you leaving, I beat you to the door.
Im gonna tell you something, youre better than fake-wild.
I see the future.
In it, they try to kill your style, your manner, and your motives.
Ive seen the way it goes.
So memorize my number, thats why I got a phone.
Call me after dark.
I can make the sun rise daily right up from your landscape painting.
I will be in the front row later when your brush becomes a mic.
Maybe we could change this game forever.
Shapes our breath makes in cold weather.
They might say were both crazy...Im just glad I found you, baby.
I dont want someone telling me no-oh-oh, youre out of time
I dont mind being debated as long as youre with me tonight.
Im not gonna give up easy, we were made to cross the line.
I dont want the things that we do...I dont want to let them die

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