I could've told ya

That nothing's 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

Yeah yeah

I'm giving me the creeps, yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Im giving me the creeps, yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

I'm giving me the

Aah

I'm giving me the

Aah

I'm giving me the