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Another ride home, i'm all alone, where have you gone?
it's like i'm the last one in for a free honey bun,
walk up to the counter and they're all done,
damn son when can i say the nice guy won?

i know you don't want me, but i want you,
even though we're not together i still try and flaunt you,
no one ever told me feelings will always haunt you,
run the race and from first the ghost will taunt you,

i'm all about you like you were religion,
i'd memorize the words from back to beginnin,
never will you ever catch me red handed sinnin,
got a demon inside that tries to keep me grinnin,

threw him behind tinted windows to hide his face,
now i feel like my identity was misplaced,
go back and trace my steps always end up at my old place,
opening up another case thinking about another chase.