I got your heart in a vice
Are you telling lies with your pretty eyes? You're in a trouble, yeah Are you telling lies with your pretty eyes? You're in a trouble, yeah
Twenty, twenty, twenty three Twenty, twenty, twenty three Twenty, twenty, twenty three You can't find me, the American dream
It started storming, storming It started storming, storming
I receive no warning, now that's heart warming Alright, the weather's boring Well, let me tell you a story
I'll get your heart on ice I'll get your heart on ice
Twenty, twenty, twenty three Twenty, twenty, twenty three Twenty, twenty, twenty three You can't find me, the American dream
If you can't fine me, the American dream If you can't fine me, the American dream If you can't fine me, the American dream If you can't fine me, the American dream
Don't you ever think it could be considered a sin I hope you fasten me in to blow another hole in It's the position I'm in and I'm telling you Please lock the truth, you know I gotta Don't do anything, could be considered a sin I hope you fasten me in to blow another hole in It's the position I'm in and I'm telling you Please lock the truth, you know I gotta