Texty:
2 Sweet The Plan Was To Burn It Down And Walk Away

circus with high ropes and an all-star cast that never chokes and if the Harold angel was at your throat with a knife i wouldn't sing to save your life and

you back, I know you cant trust me but you should take my hand and hold your breath cause I can see the exit sign through the smoke, this fire baby it will burn

need more than to knock it down I'm really tryin to lock it down Midnight we hook up and go at it Burn a stogger, let her know, sweetheart I got to have it