I could've told ya
That nothings gonna
Get too deep, yeah yeah yeah
Could've warned ya
Now that it's over
These promises
I couldn't keep, yeah yeah yeah
Cause I know ya
Now I gotta stack you into my life
Living cover of a magazine, yeah
You're creeping down my neck
I'm giving me the creeps
Sounds of the ocean
They never really get to me, yeah yeah yeah
Could've owned ya
Hard to ignore ya
A diamond on
A silver screen, yeah yeah yeah
Now the persona
Now I gotta stack you into my life
Living cover of a magazine, yeah
You're creeping down my neck
I'm giving me the creeps
I'm giving me the
Yeah, yeah
I'm giving me the creeps
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm giving me the
Aaaaah
