I've not seen your face in days
The fear is
Have you reverted back to your old ways?
Keeping it in
Just to save yourself pain
Once so close
Now you act like you don't remember my name
I can't say I haven't noticed
That we don't live in each others pocket anymore
I'd still give you my shirt to keep you warm
I've got no hidden motive
I just wanna be the one you run to
When it's all said and done
Maybe I've no right to feel this way
The fear is
I'm just another one of your old flames
I'm keeping this in
Just to save myself the pain
I came so close
Now you act like you don't remember my name
I can't say I haven't noticed
That we don't live in each others pocket anymore
I'd still give you my shirt to keep you warm
I've got no hidden motive
I just wanna be the one you run to
When it's all said and done
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Frankie Martinelli
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