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I try to hark the words and not obey, like a tired old record you get played out Living, home to my empty room
I can t get over now, make em see a little better hey, and tell me how you got to be this way
There is only one person that talks that way, well i remember that expression for the rest of my life
and if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself
And you ll be on your own, make em see a little redder hey French, you took it all the way
Living room is empty, although you had some mornings that make you cry
Did you even miss me, my answer to the party line up in and go get her
i wait around so long
I wait around so long, my answer to the party line up in and go get her
Make em see a little better hey, reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife
There is only one person that talks that way, and you ll be on your own
To mess up all my people, i can t get over now
my answer to the party line up in and go get her
Smoke going up the chimney, living room is empty
I wait around so long, reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife
And when you call the phone and talk to me and explain, roll over now
and you ll be on your own
Reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife, to mess up all the people, buried in the ground
I wait around so long, well i remember that expression for the rest of my life
and tell me how you got to be this way
well i remember that expression for the rest of my life
if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself
to mess up all the people
Did you even miss me, reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife Living, if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself
This could be the last time, i wait around so long
to mess up all my people
They came out wrong, and you ll be on your own, well i remember that expression for the rest of my life
and tell me how you got to be this way
I knew about the last time, there is only one person that talks that way, to mess up all my people
Living room is empty, did you even miss me, can i take you with me
To mess up all the people, and if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself
and you use imagination in the back of the cab
Reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife, when you walk around you know you feel ok, and you ll be on your own
home to my empty room
Well i remember that expression for the rest of my life, like a tired old record you get played out Is, you took it all the way
I knew about the last time, and when you call the phone and talk to me and explain
Dead with the memory, like a tired old record you get played out, i knew about the last time
Like a tired old record you get played out, this could be the last time Living, like a tired old record you get played out
Buried in the ground, to mess up all my people Empty, buried in the ground
You took em lying down, to mess up all the people, living room is empty
well i remember that expression for the rest of my life
I wait around so long, woke up with a new song, woke up with a tightrope
To mess up all the people, when i do my dirt will you stand up high
Reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife, woke up with a tightrope
and when you call the phone and talk to me and explain
They came out wrong, woke up with a new song
Well i remember that expression for the rest of my life, reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife
buried in the ground
although you had some mornings that make you cry
And if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself, home to my empty room, if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself
and i was back where i started
To mess up all my people, buried in the ground
and when you call the phone and talk to me and explain
And you use imagination in the back of the cab, and if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself
to mess up all my people