Sober you up The odds in your favor But I wouldn't wager anything The clouds in your ears Hold off your bets now It's all going too well Something has
All your hangers on Watch with anxious eyes Watch your mouth to speak Words mystic and wise Can you explain away Everything that I know to be true? Will
One waitress outside of Phone booth, South Carolina Sit's, keeps killing time Rolls her eyes, roll of dimes Speak of this sick surrounding sin Tears
I don't want a picture in the paper I just want a minute of your time At a point appreciate an answer Any token would suit me fine I won't ask a question
Weak from lack of oxygen Strangled by the thought Promise you'll remember When I'm gone Sleep is mostly optional Trace lines around my heart Steal the
You tell me I?ve got better things to do but I?m all spent Tally up the time that I?ve been waiting here for you Haven?t seen you in so long I blink and
We don't forgive and I dare you not to speak All bones with hands Old wound open the key The best of friends turn to enemies Honestly, do I wanna walk
hold back my lip watch my step spinnin world hurts me facin backwards might cause you to slip so slow down watch your step take a little trip down
So the battle ground is a border-town Do you want to come home? Is the gutter full of the pitiful? Do you want to atone? I can make all the poison go
An empty house will leave you fatherless The cycle is coming 'round like my mother did But it's in her blood, but oh, my brother You've gotten over it
walk on the path of god's green earth your hand in mind, better or worse i won't leave here without you frozen in time, we move so slow lost in the place
Some might say it's over rated Staring at their shoes You're arrows don't have poison But they bruise I can't make peace with you All my heart is on
I can take the covers one by one It's just the planning stage I'm rolling like the prodigal son And reunion's all the rage Really hoping time was on my
I know that it burns like poison in the pill You sing in your sleep, it echoes in the hills You cant hear a word You cant hear my broken will The world
Call it a crutch when you plan it too much Waste your whole life without living Gimme a moment that should have been spent Time isn't very forgiving
I don't think that you're one of us A coated chrome doesn't rust from the inside out It's a ways down to ghost town I don't think that you're serious
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The world's caving in I got tickets for two They're not the best seats And they're not the best view Take my hand, you can squeeze on my arm Wake from