San Fran

The more I talk to you
The more I realize
I'm becoming you
It'd be a waste of time
If you said it slow
Things I wanna try
But no one can know
I'll do them alone

What is this attitude
I've been walking around San Fran
Feeling blue
All these secrets
With nobody
To tell them to

Guess I am the dead girl
Haunting you
Haunting you



Credits
Writer(s): Myaijah Sheard
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