Crossed

Whoaohohohwhoaohoh I'm sick of my caffeine addiction, My whole body tired of half livin', I'm more than some dreams and wishes, They're vicious without you in 'em, Oh you got a big spotlight, But you're supposin', They may superimpose in... Another guy, by dinner time, Don't wanna Prada model on a magazine, 'Cause you gotta little older and wiser, Wearin' grass stained jeans, (Worn t-shirts feel nicer) I remember when you crossed by (oh those eyes) I'm livin' low, and you're livin' high, Well we could meet halfway, Take the subway and get off, At 42nd street and Broadway, It's crowded, we're a little lost, But, oh oh oh, X marks the spot Whoaohohoh We can give it a shot, Let's get down and gritty, Flippin' off everyone, In this whole damn city! I'm livin' low, and you're livin' high, Well we could meet halfway, Take the subway and get off, At 42nd street and Broadway, It's crowded, we're a little crossed, But Oh oh oh, X marks the spot Whoaohohoh You're tired of "fake plastic trees", I'm tired of endless wishin', We're two spies on a mission, To bend, to break (and do a little sinnin') I'm livin' low, and you're livin' high, Well we could meet halfway, Take the subway and get off, At 42nd street and Broadway, We might be feelin' a little crossed, But Oh oh oh, X marks the spot Oh oh oh (X marks the spot) Whoaohohoh *Copyright © 2025 ElizaBeth All rights reserved