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bombs away
02:37
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I hear these echoes in my head
Sad and pretty things we never said
How do you sleep at night
When I still miss you by my side
You might be surprised to find
I wasn't always trying to make you cry
Neither of us had a plan
Only trying to get out while we can
I still wish that you could love me
Like you're trying to forget
And do you still live by the phrase
'it's a long way down,
Bombs away'
It wouldn't feel right if I weren't jealous
Shouldn't expect anything else
But you know where to find me
Banging on the bars of my cell
Someday we'll get a funeral march
And they'll strike up the band
Until then we walk backwards
Hand in hand
I still wish you could love me
Like you're trying to forget
How did you live by the phrase
'it's a long way down,
Bombs away'
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2. |
stoned in the backseat
03:01
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On our way to somewhere when we picked you up
Too many beers in the sun I could barely sit up
On the stereo I think was Sex & Candy
You sat down and smiled at me
In the race of first impressions I finished dead last
Dirty sunglasses and a baseball hat
Billy had that good weed and I feel like I'm in a movie
Aw shit you're really lovely
Stoned in the backseat
Feeling like mincemeat
Stoned in the backseat
And now you're talking to me
You couldn't make it to the beach because you'd worked that morning
Pressed your arm against mine and said I'd gone tanning
I tried to deny it, but you didn't care
You kept talking and I stared at your hair
Stoned in the backseat
Feeling like mincemeat
Stoned in the backseat
And now you're talking to me
If I'd known you were coming I would've taken it easy
I know I'm still cute with a little less THC
Yeah I got your number, but it's all just the same
pretty sure I've forgotten your name
Stoned in the backseat
Feeling like mincemeat
Stoned in the backseat
And now you're talking to me
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3. |
sooner or later
02:59
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I put the monsters under our bed
didn't mean to but i got scared
I carved my name into your bedroom floor
but i wasn't the one that you would fall for
start the car before you come outside
won't ask how you are, everyone's fine
you were the moonlight guiding me home
dancing with me in the liquor store
i don't know how to slow down
spinning actually that dirty floor
Don't worry lover, this won't break the skin
denied my part but it's still happening
can't believe i never figured you out
like my head we both got turned around
wave goodbye in the glow of your taillights
Every moment heavy with insight
you were the moonlight guiding me home
dancing with me in the liquor store
i don't know how to slow down
spinning across that dirty floor
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5. |
wanna be your rabbit
03:43
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Come on, Katie, I think we've had enough
I didn't want to but I'm calling your bluff
If you took a moment to think of someone else
You might notice that I'm not around
I guess I hope you're sleeping well
I still talk in my sleep but no one hears the sound
It was always such a pleasure to cross your mind
Whenever you could spare the time
Some things I'll never forget
Like the sight of you eating Ben and Jerry's in bed
Even now when there's nothing left
I still wanna be your rabbit
Can't listen to Elliott Smith anymore
Roman Candle burned when we fucked on the floor
My fridge is still stocked with your beer
And I'm building a playlist that you'll never hear
I'm not sure when the bottom fell out
But I'm still going down
It was always such a pleasure to cross your mind
Whenever you could spare the time
Some things I'll never forget
Like the sight of you eating Ben and Jerry's in bed
Even now when there's nothing left
I still wanna be your rabbit
I held a seance for your sense of humor
But you didn't find that funny
Now I'm waiting to catch fire
Didn't have my lighter on me
It was always such a pleasure to cross your mind
Whenever you could spare the time
Some things I'll never forget
Like the sight of you eating Ben and Jerry's in bed
Even now when there's nothing left
I still wanna be your rabbit
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6. |
i don't miss you
03:21
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7. |
play one on tv
03:07
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It's getting kind of hard to stay your friend
All those nights I ask if you have regrets
It still stings whenever you say no
All the sunlight from your face
Always keeps me in my place
No you're not a heartbreaker
You just play one on TV
I watch the sun rise from the roof of your apartment
Just another night I didn't spend in your bed
I'm still pretty sure you're the answer
It's just the question I don't understand
I know now the stuff I call love
Would've never been enough
Won't you just pull my hair
Scratch me all over, I don't care
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8. |
2 kool 2 be 4gotten
04:13
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stoner & the sweet nothings Darien, Illinois
writer. noisemaker. probably two cats in a t-shirt.
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