Lyrics

Millions of ghosts have walked my streets Where did they go? Where did they go? Pages of myself now bite my skin A village turned cold Why are they cold? Oh, my words have turned to stone It's like I got a body in the back of my Ferrari that I don't even own I should've left it alone Maybe if you took my lungs away I wouldn't breathe the air that makes me say The things that will haunt me the very next day Maybe if you took my mouth away Zip my lips and throw the key away The millions of eyes that look on me like I killed a man Would finally subside My words have turned to stone It's like I got a body in the back of my Ferrari that I don't even own I should've left it alone Millions of ghosts have walked my streets Where did they go? Where did they go? Three little pigs, I'm the big bad wolf The talk of the town is that I came and blew it down I never blew it down Ugh Maybe if you took my mouth away Zip my lips and throw the key away The millions of eyes that look on me like I killed a man Would finally subside My words have turned to stone It's like I got a body in the back of my Ferrari that I don't even own I should've left it alone Take my secrets burned at the stake I got one last chance before it's too late To restore my reputation My only chance of saving Maybe if you took my lungs away I wouldn't breathe the air that makes me say The things that will haunt me the very next day Maybe if you took my mouth away Zip my lips and throw the key away The millions of eyes that look on me like I killed a man Would finally subside My words have turned to stone It's like I got a body in the back of my Ferrari that I don't even own I should've left it alone
Writer(s): Drew Pearson, Rory Adams, Isaac Dunbar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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