You caught me breathing heavy
Collect the pouring rain
I dropped it in a second
I'm back to my old ways
Good God, it's getting heavy
I think it's here to stay
Bath bomb, then spin a record
Thank God for little things
I try being honest, you know that
Hung up on bitter pills
I swallowed every lesson
Pay bills on every thrill
You see me being extra
I run up every hill
I see the same dilemma
Just hurry up and deal
Falling star
I don't know the right one
Wishing hope was just one more time
Root err, root id
You're low, John
Fly up
See doves, John
John Woo, ooh
Thank you for sending letters
Still need to read them all
On days my mind is messy
See writing on the wall
Thought I was close to heaven
I heard an angel call
But I just wasn't ready
Think I might stay the fall
Reach out to keep me steady
Still learning how to walk
See baby, do you get me?
Get married at the mall
One day when you forget me
You'll see me at the bar
I'll wear the dress they bury me in
Along with all our want
Falling star
I don't know the right one
Wishing hope was just one more time
Root err, root id
You're low, John
Fly up
See doves, John, ooh
John Woo
You're low, John
Fly up
See doves, John
John Woo, ooh
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