"But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you"
ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ꜱʜᴀꜰɪQ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ,
ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴊᴀᴍᴇꜱ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ
ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ -
ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅʜᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴇᴅ.