Going back into my old neighborhood.
I may see a few familiar old faces,
Reminiscing, I should.
Scared to face some facts,
But admitting the truth, I could.
Nobody ever brought me to a danger zone.
Talking to you every night on the phone.
You may not like who I used to be.
Setting these rumors free.
Who you see now, is the me, I want to be.
Setting these rumors free,
Something happened when I met you.
This is my truth,
You may not like who I used to be.
Setting these rumors free.
Can I count on you to be still standing by my side.
When my whole world falls apart, because of my lies.
Can I use you as my alibi?
Will you trust that I have become better, of you.
This is my truth,
You may not like who I used to be.
Setting these rumors free.
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