I wonder how that bike trip's going
I wonder if the government knows he's hiding
It'd probably take a few more months
Florida's a long way from Rhode Island
I watch her rest her hands inside her lap
I try to focus hard because her eyes don't make the frame
I try to work up the courage
To kiss the bottom half of her face
Amora cut her hair
In Baltimore, right before I left
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I watch her sitting by herself, talking to herself
Breathing calmly, then trying to catch her breath
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Casanova just can't turn the charm on
Or find any of the right vibrations
I know these women, if he don't wanna do it
Then they are probably just gonna make him
You can never tell when they're fucking around
Everything you're feeling is coming
Even though you've never felt so alone
I could probably catch a ride to your house
Borrow a bike to get back home
She said, "You gotta promise not to break
No matter how far you are bent"
She says, "I gotta shift my position
And try to get comfortable again"
We both chose the same tone
Mine was an alarm clock
Ringing from a cellphone
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Mouth the words to me, so we can keep things quiet
And I'll still know exactly what you mean
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And it is probably just my friends fucking around
Yeah, it is probably just my friends fucking around
They never cut me any slack
It's just my friends fucking around
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And it is probably just my friends fucking around
Yeah, it is probably just my friends fucking around
They never cut me any slack
It's just my friends fucking around