It's you to me, it's your gentle face, overdue but
I can't find Crazy Horse, can't find Hoffa
And Amelia's missing
The pieces that are showing lead to the unknowing
Pieces of
She loves her mama's lemonade
And hates the sound that goodbye's
I finding out that wasn't your real name
I called it
Unexpected
Understatement of the year
And that's for sure
Who'd of thought that
Can you tell me how we got in this situation
I
I?m glad I never lived next to the water
So I
My debut is coming soon
You already know what I'm gonna
Still waters, heavy hearts
The plans we make all fall apart
Disillusioned
People doing better, people needing more
People writing letters, people get
I used to stare up into the sky
And fill the
She don't know you but swear she knows your type
Got
You wanted to see
All that I could be
In in your
Fourth floor, lonely, white and neater, sits there starin' at
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