I became a sentimental
I became a sentimental
I became a sentimental
I became a sentimental
I became a sentimental
I became a sentimental
Pictures out in the daylight
Fingertips circling round her Bambi eyes
I will find you
Picture this
In n out of streets
In n out of place
But my eyes spray gold on my own chains
Pull it around
I'm out of breath
But my eyes spray gold on my own chains
I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
I said I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
I said I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
I said I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go home
We'll meet up again
Through a friend of a friend
Less lonely and more ready
And we'll be up so late
You won't be worth of my hate
Cause I know you yeah I know you
In n out of streets
In n out of place
But my eyes spray gold on my own chains
Pull it around
I'm out of breath
But my eyes spray gold on my own chains
I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
I said I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
I said I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
I said I'll be playing at this for days
And I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go
Yeah I'll be there when you go home