Since my heart is golden I've got sense to hold in Tempted just to make an ugly scene No I'm not as proper My money's in copper Ripped down from the brownstones to the street
Listen, I'm your friend, don't quote me But not a friend worth noting Yes, please don't ever note me as your friend Who says we have cold hearts? Acting out our old parts Dance before my favorite little scene, oh oh oh oh
I get carried away, carried away, from you When I'm open and afraid Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that Sorry 'bout things that I've said Always let it get to my head
All your appeal, once again with feeling Higher education making sense Justify your thesis, certain that you need this Tell me what your point is in defense
Listen, I don't really know you And I don't think I want to But I think I can fake it if you can Let's agree there's no need No more talk of money Let's just keep pretending to be friends, oh oh oh
I get carried away, carried away, from you When I'm open and afraid Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that Sorry 'bout things that I've said Always let it get to my head
I get carried away, carried away, from you When I'm open and afraid Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that Sorry 'bout things that I've said Always let it get to my head
Wake up in the morning, wake up in the evening Wake up when you want to 'Cause no one's really watching Wish you had something to say about it But we all have problems We're all having problems And we all got something to say
I get carried away, carried away, from you When I'm open and afraid 'Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that Sorry 'bout things that I've said Always let it get to my head
I get carried away, carried away, from you When I'm open and afraid 'Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that Sorry 'bout things that I've said Always let it get to my head
Compositor: Michael John Angelakos ECAD: Obra #6378248 Fonograma #4014819