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I hope this is the last time
Cause I'd never say no to you This conversation's been dead on arrival There's no way to talk to you This conversation's been dead on A rivalry goes so deep Between me and this loss of sleep over you This is side one Flip me over I know I'm not your favorite record The songs you grow to like Never stick at first So I'm writing you a chorus And here is your verse No it's not the last time Cause I never say no to you This conversation's still dead on arrival There's no way to talk to you When you're dead on A rivalry goes so deep Between me and this loss of sleep over you This is side one (This is my side one) Flip me over I know I'm not your favorite record The songs you grow to like (songs you grow to like) Never stick at first So I'm writing you a chorus And here is your This is side one Flip me over I know I'm not your favorite record So This is side one Flip me over This is side one Flip me over I know I'm not your favorite record The songs you grow to like Never stick at first So I'm writing you a chorus And here is your verse Here is your |
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| 2. |
| 3:12 |
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Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. An' maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. When I wake up, I'm willing to take my chances on whom I forget that you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you.(For you so...) You need him. I could be him... I could be an accident but I'm still trying. (YEAH!) That's more than I can say(yeah!) for him. Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. An' maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. Someday I'll deppreciate in value, get off my ass and call you...but meantime I'll sport my brand new fashion of waking up with pants ON at four in the afternoon. You need him. I could be him... I could be an accident but I'm still trying. (YEAH!) An' that's more than I can say(Yeah!) for him. (1-2-3-4!) Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. An' maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. (won't find out) he won't find out (he won't find out) he won't find out Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. An' maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. (he won't find out) Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town |
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| 3. |
| 3:38 |
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I'm good to go and I'm going nowhere fast
It could be worse, I could be taking you there with me I'm good to go, but it looks like I'm still on my own I'm good to go for something golden Though the motions I've been going through have failed I'm coasting on potential towards a wall at a hundred miles an hour When I say Two more weeks, my foot is in the door I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday Saturday, when these open doors were open ended Pete and I attacked the Lost Astoria With promise and precision and mess of youthful innocence I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived more than an hour When I say Two more weeks, my foot is in the door I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday Saturday, when these open doors were open ended Saturday, when these open doors were open ended I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived Two more weeks, my foot is in the door Me and Pete in the wake of Saturday Saturday, when these open doors were open ended Saturday, when these open doors were open ended Saturday Saturday |
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| 4. |
| 3:51 |
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Am I more than you bargained for yet I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear Cause that's just who I am this week Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum I'm just a notch in your bedpost But you're just a line in a song (A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song) Drop a heart, break a name We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it Is this more than you bargained for yet Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet Wishing to be the friction in your jeans Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him I'm just a notch in your bedpost But you're just a line in a song (Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song) Drop a heart, break a name We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it Down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it We're going down, down Down, down (down, down) We're going down, down A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it |
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| 5. |
| 3:01 |
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She says she's no good With words but I'm worse Barely stuttered out A joke of a romantic Or stuck to my tongue Weighed down with words Too over dramatic Tonight it's It can't get much worse Vs No one should ever feel like I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds These words are all I have so I'll write them So you need them just to get by Dance dance We're falling apart to half time Dance dance And these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me You always fold just Before you're found out Drink up it's last call last resort But only the first mistake and I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds These words are all I have so I'll write them So you need them just to get by Don't you show me little bit of spine You've been saving for his mattress love Dance dance We're falling apart to half time Dance dance And these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me Why don't you show me little bit of spine You've been saving for his mattress Mattress mattress I only want sympathy in the form of you Crawling into bed with me Dance dance We're falling apart to half time Dance dance And these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance this is the way they'd love Way they'd love Dance this is the way they'd love Way they'd love Dance this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me Dance dance Dance dance Dance dance Dance dance |
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| 6. |
| 3:35 |
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I confess, I messed up
Dropping, I'm sorry, like you're still around And I know you dressed up Hey kid, you'll never live this down You're just the girl all the boys want to dance with And I'm just a boy who's had too many chances I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming She said, she said, she said, 'Why don't you just drop dead?' I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it so say, 'what are you waiting for? Kiss her! Kiss her!' I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late Write me off, give up on me 'Cause darling what did you expect I'm just off a lost cause A long shot, don't even take this bet You can make all the moves, you can aim all the spotlights Get all the sighs and the moans just right I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming She said, she said, she said, 'Why don't you just drop dead?' I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it So Say, 'What are you waiting for? Kiss her! kiss her!' I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late You're always on (just always on) You said you'd keep me honest You're always on (Always on) But I won't call you on it You're just always on (Always on) I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it So Say, 'What are you waiting for? Kiss her! Kiss her!' I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late |
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| 7. |
| 3:33 |
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I am an arms dealerFitting you with weaponsin the form of wordsAnd I don't really carewhich side winsAs long as the room keepssingingThat's just the businessI'm inThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceI'm not a shoulder to cry onbut I digressI'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave areoh so intricateoh so intricateI'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave areoh so intricateoh so intricateI wrote the gospelon giving upYou look pretty sinkingBut the real bombshellshave already sunkPrima donnas of the gutterAt night we're paintingyour trash goldwhile you sleepCrashing not likehips or carsNo more like p p p partiesThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceBandwagon's fullPlease catch anotherI'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave areoh so intricateoh so intricateI'm a leading manAnd the liesI weave are oh so intricateoh so intricateAll the boyswho the dance floordidn't loveAnd all the girlswhose lips couldn't movefast enoughSing until your lungsgive outThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceThis ain't a sceneit's a god damn arms raceI'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave areoh so intricateoh so intricateI'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave areoh so intricateoh so intricate |
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| 8. |
| 3:28 |
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I'm gonna make it bend and break (It sent you to me without wait) Say a prayer but let good times roll In case god doesn't show (Let the good times roll Let the good times roll) And i want these words to make things right But it's for wrongs that make the words come to life Who does he think he is? If that's the worst you got, better put your fingers back to the keys One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah, one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See, he tastes like you Only sweeter Been looking forward to the future But my eyesight is going back In these crystal balls It's always cloudy Except for when you look into the past One night stand (One night stand) One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah, one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See, he tastes like you Only sweeter They say "I only think in the form of crunching numbers in hoter rooms Collecting patient lovers" Get me out of my mind Get you out of those clothes I'm a letter away From getting you into the mood Whoa One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah, one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See, he tastes like you Only sweeter (One night, one more time) One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you Only sweeter One night and yeah, one more time (One night, one more time) Thanks for the memories (For the memories) Thanks for the memories (For the memories) See, he tastes like you Only sweeter |
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| 9. |
| 3:35 |
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Baby, seasons change but people don't And I'll always be waiting in the back of the room I'm boring but overcompensate With headlines and flash, flash, flash photography But don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcée? Style your wake for fashion magazines Widow or a divorcée? Don't pretend, d-d-don't pretend We don't fight fair We don't fight fair They say your head can be a prison Then these are just conjugal visits People will dissect us 'Til this doesn't mean a thing anymore Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about meeeee Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcée? Style your wake for fashion magazines whoaa Widow or a divorcée? Don't pretend, d-d-don't pretend We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places, whoa We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places, whoa We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places We don't fight fair (We do it in the dark) With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me we don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me We don't fight fair. |
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| 10. |
| 3:35 |
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Last year`s wishes
Are this year`s apologies Every last time I come home I take my last chance To burn a bridge or two I only keep myself this sick in the head Cause I know how the words get you We`re the new face of failure Prettier and younger but not any better off Bullet proof loneliness At best, at best Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Collect the bad habits That you couldn`t bare to keep Out of the woods but I love A tree I used to lay beneath Kissed teeth stained red From a sour bottle baby girl With eyes the size of baby worlds We`re the new face of failure Prettier and younger but not any better off Bullet proof loneliness At best, at best Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you The best way To make it through With hearts and wrists in tact Is to realize Two out of three ain`t bad Ain`t bad Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you (Honeymoon) Setting in a honeymoon Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I wake up next to you If I woke up next to you Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I wake up next to you (Honeymoon) |
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| 11. |
| 3:49 |
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They told him don't you ever come around here Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear So beat it, just beat it You better run, you better do what you can Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man You wanna be tough, better do what you can So beat it, but you wanna be bad Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it They're out to get you, better leave while you can Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man You wanna stay alive, better do what you can So beat it, just beat it You have to show them that you're really not scared You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare They'll kick you, then they beat you, Then they'll tell you it's fair So beat it, but you wanna be bad Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it Beat it, beat it, beat it |
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| 12. |
| 3:39 |
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Say my name and his in the same breathI dare you to say they taste the sameLet the leaves fall off in the summerAnd let December glow in flamesBrace myself and let goStart it over again in MexicoThese friends, they don't love youThey just love the hotel suites nowI don't care what you thinkAs long as it's about meThe best of us can find happiness in miserySaid I don't care what you thinkAs long as it's about meThe best of us can find happiness in miseryOh take a chanceLet your body get a toleranceI'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pantsPull a breath like another cigarettePalms up, I'm trading 'em (trading 'em)I'm the oracle in my chestLet the guitar scream like a fascistSweat it out, shut your mouthFree love on the streetsBut in the alley I ain't that cheap, nowI don't care what you thinkAs long as it's about meThe best of us can find happiness in miserySaid I don't care what you thinkAs long as it's about meThe best of us can find happiness in miserySaid-a, I don't care just a-what you thinkAs long as it's about meYou said I don't care just what you thinkAs long as it's about meSaid-a I don't care (I don't care)Said I don't care (I don't care)Said I don't care,I don't careI don't care (I don't care)I said-aI don't careI don't careI don't care what you thinkAs long as it's about meThe best of us can find happiness in miseryI don't care what you thinkAs long as it's about meThe best of us can find happiness in misery |
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| 13. |
| 3:40 |
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You could have knocked
me out with a feather I know you've heard this all before but we're just Hell's neighbors Why why why won't the world revolve around me Build my dreams trees grow all over the streets But I don't know much about classic cars But I've got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke Down set one Hut hut hike Media Blitz Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins You can bow and pretend that You don't don't know you're a legend Time time time hasn't told anyone else yet Let my love loose again But I don't know much about classic cars But I've got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke Down set one Hut hut hike Media Blitz Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins You could have knocked me out with a feather I know you've heard this all before Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts But I must confess I'm in love with my own sins Let's hear it for Let's hear it Let's hear it for Let's Suitehearts |
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| 14. |
| 4:57 |
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I've got troubled thoughts
And self esteem to match What a catch What a catch whoa oh You'll never catch us So just let me be Instead I'll be fine Till the hospital Or american embasy Miss Flack Said I still want you back Yeah Miss flack said I still want you back I've got troubled thoughts And self esteem to match What a catch What a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one who charmed The one who gave up on you Who gave up on you They say the captain goes down with the ship So when the world ends Will God go down with it Miss flack said I still want you back Yeah Miss flack said I still want you ba a ack I've got troubled thoughts And Self esteem to match What a catch What a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed The one who gave up on you Who gave up on you Na na nanana na na nanana Na na nanana na na What a catch what a catch what a catch I will never end up like him Behind my back I already am Keep a calender This way you will always know I've got troubled thoughts and self esteem to match What a catch what a catch And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed The one who gave up on you Who gave up on you Where is your boy tonight I hope he is a gentleman maybe he wont Down down in an earlier round sugar Dance dance we're falling apart to half time dance dance these This aint a scene it's a goddamn arms race this aint a scene it's a One more night and one more time thanks for the memories even Growing up growing up I've got troubled thoughts and Self esteem to match What a catch What a catch |
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| 3:41 |
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Clap until your hands hurtStanding ovations or b b booswa wa watch us until we blurWalk off into the sunsetTell rock n rollI'm alone againI want to put the midwesthome againYour time has passed theyhey say never means neverSolar flash stares won't lastBut never means foreverNever means foreverAlphadog and oh ohomegalomaniacAlphadog and oh oh omega mega loWelcome to the new dejavuI can almost see thewizard through the curtainsAlphadog and oh ohomegalomaniacWe must have the best coastTell the best jokesWe must make it hard tolook so easyDoing something so hardYou must see my wakeThey scream when they look at meI'm a I'm a starI'm a I'm a starI'm a starOh I'm a starAlphadog and oh ohomegalomaniacAlphadog and oh oh omega mega loWelcome to the new dejavuI can almost see thewizard through the curtainsAlphadog and oh ohomegalomaniacYou're not the firstor the lastBut you're possibly the prettiestHe's a fighterPast his primeHe's in the gutter waving his handI'm just fineNot the firstor the lastBut you're possibly the prettiestHe's a fighterPast his primeHe's in the gutter waving his handAlphadog and oh ohomegalomaniacAlphadog and oh oh omega mega loWelcome to the new dejavuI can almost see thewizard through the curtainsAlphadog and oh ohomegalomaniac |
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I just want to be better than your your head's only medicine I just want to be better than your your head's only medicine A downward spiral just a pirouette Getting worse til there's nothing left What good comes of something when I'm just the ghost of nothing? I'm just the man on the balcony singing Nobody will ever remember me Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand it A composer but never composed Singing the symphonies of the overdosed A composer but never composed Singing I only want what I can't have I only want what I can't have Heralded as a king before I had a birthday With double digits Fit the crown to my head but I was only a kid I was only a kid I'm just the man on the balcony singing Nobody will ever remember me Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand it A composer but never composed Singing the symphonies of the overdosed A composer but never composed Singing I only want what I can't have I only want what I can't have I only want what I can't have I only want what I can't I can't have I just want to be better than your your head's only medicine I just want to be better than your your head's only medicine I'm just the man on the balcony singing Nobody will ever remember me Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees I'm just the man on the balcony singing Nobody will ever remember me Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand it A composer but never composed Singing the symphonies of the overdosed A composer but never composed Singing I only want what I can't have I only want what I can't have I only want what I can't have I only want what I can't have |
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| 3:41 |
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These are your good years
Don't take my advice You never wanted the nice boys anyway And I'm of good cheer Cause I've been checking my list The gifts you're receiving from me Will be One awkward silence And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep Staying up, waiting by the phone And all I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breath to me Before you bury yourself alive Don't come home for Christmas You're the last thing I want to see Underneath the tree Merry Christmas, I could care less Happy new years baby You owe me the best gift I will ever ask for Don't call me up, when the snow comes down It's the only thing I want this year One awkward silence And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep Staying up, waiting by the phone All I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breathe to me Before you bury yourself alive Don't come home for Christmas You're the last thing I want to see Underneath the tree Merry Christmas, I could care less Don't come home for Christmas You're the last thing I want to see Underneath the tree (don't come home for Christmas) Merry Christmas, I could care less Don't come home for Christmas You're the last thing I want to see Underneath the tree (don't come home for Christmas) Merry Christmas, I could care less |
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| 18. |
| 2:54 |
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I dried my eyes, now I crust them with sleep
I'll crust them over She begged me "don't hate me" She spun me a story Where winning looks like losing And I win every time So thread spools sweetie, get ready Until my silk is sold Growing up [Repeat: x2 Yeah, I'll myself a new [Repeat: x1] I've dried my eyes, now its "Rushmore" I'm deep with futures like Chicago Glenview never meant a thing to me She never meant a thing to me Except for putting idealists in a body bag Forget it I'll go out tonight to piss on her doorstep And listen to the misfits "where eagles dare" to swallow whole Up Growing up [Repeat: x1] Go Whoa-oh-oh, I guess I'm my own better half [Repeat: x1] Whoa, oh,I guess I'm on my own Yeah, yeah,I guess I'm on my own Yeah,I guess I'm on my own Yeah, yeah, yeah I guess I'm on my own |
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