untie me i've said no vows the train is getting way too loud i've got to leave here my girl and get on with my lonely life just lay the ring on the rail for the wheels to nullify until this turn in my head i let you stay and you paid no rent i spent twelve long months on the lam that's enough sitting on the fence for the fear of breaking dams i find a fatal flaw in the logic of love and go out of my head you love a sinking stone that will never elope so get used to the lonesome girl you must atone some don't leave me no phone number there it took me all of a year to put the poisoned pill to your ear but now i stand on honest ground you want to fight for this love but honey you cannot wrestle a dove so baby it's clear you wanted to jump and dance but you sat on your hands and lost your only chance go back to your hometown get your feet on the ground and stop floating around i find a fatal flaw in the logic of love and went out of my head you love a sinking stone that will never elope so get used to the lonesome girl you must atone some don't leave me no phone number there.
just last night i woke from some unconscionable dream and had it nailed to my forehead again to keep this boat afloat there are things you can't afford to know so i save all my breath for the sails but you'll find those lingering voices are just your ego's attempt to make it all clean and nice and make a moron out of you walking a bridge with weakening cables huddled up in fear and hate because we know our fate and it's a lot to put us through most ideas turn to dust as there are few in which we all can trust haven't you noticed i've been shedding all of mine? so let's abandon that track and leave our fathers fighting in a sack cause we are way too wise-assed for that you might find some fools at your doorstep hustling the latest changes to the book that's the strangest in an attempt to multiply marionettes on weakening cables huddled up with dear and hate because they know their fate and enough to put the best of us on our backs walking up a slide and there are those we know who'd have us five miles off the track.
just last night i woke from some unconscionable dream and had it nailed to my forehead again to keep this boat afloat there are things you can't afford to know so i save all my breath for the sails but you'll find those lingering voices are just your ego's attempt to make it all clean and nice and make a moron out of you walking a bridge with weakening cables huddled up in fear and hate because we know our fate and it's a lot to put us through most ideas turn to dust as there are few in which we all can trust haven't you noticed i've been shedding all of mine? so let's abandon that track and leave our fathers fighting in a sack cause we are way too wise-assed for that you might find some fools at your doorstep hustling the latest changes to the book that's the strangest in an attempt to multiply marionettes on weakening cables huddled up with dear and hate because they know their fate and enough to put the best of us on our backs walking up a slide and there are those we know who'd have us five miles off the track.
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