watching it go by Down at the stockyards, cattle screaming The trains squeak by again I can see my breath and I'm so thankful I'm not one of them The
Letters meant to be sent have been torn The phone lies off the hook, on the floor All these, "I'm sorrys and I miss you's" are useless I fucked this
More red than Bloody Mary's coast to coast, I hate flying I said That's what I said Sad, sorry excuse Just like everything that made her smile and everything I use I
brown To your toes there is no sound like this And I will keep you warm in Hell And I will keep you warm in Hell And I will keep you warm in Hell Way
They've heard this one a thousand times Most exciting thing I do, hang half way out a third floor window Maybe throw lit cigarettes down And maybe I'll catch fire
answer in question is over before it begins Hey, there sleepy smile I see you've brought your bedroom eyes Not assuming you wanna keep 'em I'm assuming
to be right When it seems so right and it feels so right Man, it had to be right But then she went away and she's not coming back And I'm pretty sure
white from fallen glass Nothing to cry over My skin went sour long ago It knew it had no place left to go Tuck me into where I'm falling Where I can
ends our stay here and it's been fun So, tonight I'll raise my glass to us 'Cause we've talked so much I think, we filled this ashtray twice And I'm
anyone They've heard this one a thousand times Most exciting thing I do Hang half way out a third floor window, Maybe throw lit cigarettes down And maybe I'll catch fire
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meant to be sent have been torn The phone lies off the hook, on the floor All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless, I fucked this one up
red More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast I hate flying I said - that's what I said Sad, sorry excuse Just like everything that made her smile and everything I use I
coated brown, to your toes there is no sound like this And I will keep you warm in hell And I will keep you warm in hell And I will keep you warm in
with apologies, I'm planning out my revenge Red eyes on orange horizons If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge I'm seeing red I've got
gotta be right When it seems so right and it feels so right Man, it had to be right But then she went away and she's not coming back and I'm pretty
The answer in question is over before it begins Hey there sleepy smile, I see you've brought your bedroom eyes Not assuming you wanna keep 'em, I'm assuming