Sometimes we give our hearts away too easily to any Johnny-come-lately with a pretty face

So I'm dedicating this song to a sly little guy

I like to call equity crowdfunding.

Sweetheart, our flight of passion had a

quick start but now i've nothing but a

sick heart watching your numbers rise and rise up

late hoping to hear your latest of

But I've run out of love to donate

There aren't any tears left in my eyes

I'm tracking your back and I hear you saying that you adore me.

I'm paying to staying, but will you stretch your goals for me?

Sweetheart, our love has made me a bit

street smart you give my motor such a

Kickstart, I pledge my heart and all I can

to you.