all my friends in magazines got addicted to the word leave and they all wrote songs that they believe little lies and massive dreams and they all request that you slow down and they all request that you slow down you ve got to turn it around and make a save there s a whore inside their bed the duvets wish that they were still wet and all the songs they wrote instead your ex lover is not dead and they all request that you slow down and they all request that you slow down you ve got to turn it around and make a save all my friends in magazines got addicted to the word leave and all the songs that you believe once they stop you can t repeat once you stop you can t repeat