In the white, that you have behind your eyelids I can see you got a tired soul Eight nights and, the third in the diamond Only looking for love Glass weight on the table is hiding All the reasons why we won't go home Come close, help me trace the horizon Never leave me alone If you don't wanna be sold, don't wanna be seen Don't sell your story to a magazine If you don't wanna be sold, don't ever be seen Oh-oh Woah If you don't wanna be sold, don't wanna be seen Don't sell your story to a magazine If you don't wanna be sold, don't ever be seen Oh-oh When I met you, you were shining the passes Rich daddy never let you go Never needed a reason to buy this Never wanted a story A flash of the fame will divide us When it's easy, when you got the soul What was, is a fear we are fighting What's now, won't be here too long