Damn the long distance phone call making a bastard of
It's been days
Months and years since your tongue tied knots
I've been here for hours
Cutting in on every dance
Standing in
Everybody grew up and turned into assholes
You don't have to
Everybody grew up and turned into assholes
You don't have to
Hey
What's your number Chicago
What time is it in Japan
I've
Trying to catch Christmas eve with a 737
Via St. Louis
One
Two
Three
Four
You crawl to me and I crawl to you
And in
Hey little stick around girl
I want to know why
Why do
There is a demon drinking communion wine
There is a mockery
If my life was a distance what mile would you
The clock would ring just like a bell
The green in
Here's a little more time on a dark bitter down
Here's
I want to feel something better
I want to run from
I don't wanna go home with you
I don't wanna go
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