So youre right, and i'm always wrong. i'll be sure
somewhere between here and then...oh my God, i'm gone. see
imagine me nursing some ancient injury. go home crying to
I'm no bad man
God's true angels love me
And
Another weekend night. Every other night.
Every time's a good
Actress, go back home. take your black heart back to
If i catch you coming home tonight. Trade laughs and
Do you feel sorry for yourself? when you make the
Last night you fell asleep and left me awake to
deepset and longlashed you asked me for a hand. knowing
another cold cold day to freeze me out but i'm
choose bronze and win us all over. for its time
Here i am, ive been locked in this house for
Late at night lately it seems like you need me.
under good light i wont be missing. if you look
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