Junkyard Corolla

There's a devil and he's wearing torn dark blue jeans
And the devil walks with me
And don't assume we
Will make it easy
To live out
Your fantasy

Then I look in your eyes
It's no surprise
That it's my time
To tell a lie
Look in my eyes
Do you see a lie?
Gotta take some time
To live out your life

I've been trying
To getcha to me
To getcha through me
To getcha through me

Through me (Through me)
Singal dying (Dying)
Don't exclude me
Don't exclude me (Exclude me)
Don't exclude me (Exclude me)
Junkyard Corolla
Turn that shit up
Open the window
And make me jump

Don't let them find yourself
In my [?] shoes again
You're going to lose again
Your nightmare will choose again
Don't let them find yourself
In my [?] shoes again
Ask me about it again
Ask me about it again