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Текст: The Academy Is.... Fast Times at Barrington High. Rumored Nights.

I walked you home most days
To beat the traffic after class with all my best intentions
But when the weather changed like fine print you were hard to read
Blind folded, eyes wide open, staring through me

I never heard the words that were spoken
With the rumored nights, with the rendezvous
I never thought the whispers were true till now

I saw things that I shouldn?t have tonight, tonight
I know now what I couldn?t have
I?ve gone too far to turn it back
I?ve gone too far to turn it back

Followed you home halfway
Over the fence to your backyard with all my best intentions
And through your window frame, outstretched and lying on your bed
Blind folded, eyes wide open, staring through me

I never heard the words that were spoken
With the rumored nights, with the rendezvous
I never look at you like I used to now

I saw things that I shouldn?t have tonight, tonight
I know now what I couldn?t have
I?ve gone too far to turn it back
I?ve gone too far to turn it back

Uninvited, no one knows
How much I care, how bad you are
How good we?d be but you won?t let me in
Goodnight, I?m leaving

I never heard the words that were spoken
With the rumored nights, with the rendezvous
I never thought the whispers were true till now

I saw things that I shouldn?t have tonight, tonight
I know now what I couldn?t have
I?ve gone too far to turn it back

I saw things that I shouldn?t have tonight, tonight
I know now what I couldn?t have
I?ve gone too far to turn it back

I walked you home most days
I had the best intentions
I walked you home most days
I had the best intentions
I walked you home most days