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Besedila: The Friday Night Boys. Finding Me Out.

Parked my car right across from her house last night
Climbed the tree just to see if she turned on the lights
Slipped and fell to the ground i'm not sure but
i think she saw me driving away
I think she knows what i'm trying to say
but i don't know how

She's finding me out, it's bringing me down
Cuz' nothing is as hard as the first time
I'm fooling myself, she'll never be mine it's too late now
She's finding me out
She's finding me out

Passed her by in the hall, fell my heart beat fast
Turn around and i swear i saw her looking back
What's my way thought she waved but it wasn't me
Must have been to somebody else
Try to hide it but i think she could tell that i'm falling now

She's finding me out, it's bringing me down
Cuz' nothing is as hard as the first time
I'm fooling myself, she'll never be mine it's too late now
She's finding me out
She's finding me out

She's beautiful, popular i'm scared that i don't belong in her world
I can't sleep when i can't breathe
and i got a feeling
she's on to me
to mee..

She's finding me out, it's bringing me down
Cuz' nothing is as hard as the first time
I'm fooling myself, she'll never be mine it's too late now
She's finding me out
She's finding me out

She's finding me out, it's bringing me down
Cuz' nothing is as hard as the first time
I'm fooling myself, she'll never be mine it's too late now
She's finding me out, out
She's finding me out, out


(Thanks to william for these lyrics and to nicky for corrections)