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Victoria Austin Nance
Victoria Austin Nance
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Angel Toro
Angel Toro
Producer

Lyrics

These prison bars Don't scare me Ask me what you want No I ain't talking baby I'm a loaded gun Alone in the back room Before I drop into some hell A dark night for my soul Hands to my lips I'll never tell Tell me what you wanna hear I'll repeat it back to you Doesn't really matter if Anything I say is true Tell me what you wanna hear I'll come up with some excuse I talk and talk and talk and talk But you don't really want the truth Do you I know it's lonely baby, I'll come Out okay Might have a bruise or two Just give me a couple days I'm up I'm down but no one puts me In my place I'm coming up right now So please get out of my way Tell me what you wanna hear I'll repeat it back to you Doesn't really matter if Anything I say is true Tell me what you wanna hear I'll come up with some excuse I talk and talk and talk and talk But you don't really want the truth Do you Tell me what you wanna hear Tell me what you wanna do Tell me what you wanna hear Doesn't need to be the truth Tell me what you wanna hear I'll come up with some excuse Tell me what you wanna hear Tell me tell me tell me tell me
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