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Run To The Car
04:28
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I'm not sure what I'm doing;
I don't know what to say when I'm around you.
I'm not sure what you're thinking,
but I guess for everyone that's mostly true.
I'm not that good at talking;
I don't know where to look when I walk by you.
I can't think of clever sayings,
until I am home and they are too late to use.
Please don't say you love me while I
tug my eyes away from your salty lips.
Please don't grab my hand and lead me
across the street: it's busy and someone might see.
Don't you know I love the way you
share the things nobody else has seen with me?
Don't you know that I adore you?
But the voice in my silly head is saying...
Never let go of me
Please let go
Never let go of me
Please let me go
I want to run to the car with you
I want to drive to Colorado with you
I want to run to the car with you
with the windows down and the AC on
so the cigarette smoke stays clear of the view
I want to run to the car with you
Never let go of me
Never let go of me
I want to let go of you
but I can't let you go
I want to run to the car with you
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Do you want to play video games with me?
Do you want me to run my hands through your hair
to help you sleep? 'cause I would -
You know I would.
I'd do anything just to hear you breathe -
just to smell your skin in the night air next to me,
sippin' on forties in the park.
I never finish mine – you can have it, it's all yours.
You're good to me
But I still can't get my brain to sleep at night;
Worrying about dying form a strange disease.
At 3am, I'll be adding up how much I need to live
I forget how to shut it off for one minute.
Oh oh oh oh....
Do you want to watch cartoons in my room?
Please ignore the piles of clothes on the floor.
I never can keep my things straight,
but you help me get through the days.
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Kinetoscope
03:07
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I'll go in the pawnshop
We'll meet by the car
I'll find us some money
You find us a park
We'll spend the whole day
Just trying to forget our jobs
We'll sell what we have to
Then we'll bugger off
Am I doing it wrong?
Am I doing this wrong?
I'm not doing it right.
I think you're so sweet when you're talking to me
I just might fall head over...
I don't know what I want.
I love you, I love you,
More than you want me, more than you want me
I love you, I love you, more than you want me to
I love you, I love you, more than I want to.
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Reserved Plots
04:49
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Every morning we wake up laid out in our reserved plots
Every morning we wake beside each other
The river has run dry
Near the house that I used to live in with you
The garden of sunflowers in the backyard
Is just a cemetery of split open seeds
The hulls discarded by birds
And umpires
Long ago gone
One more strike I'm out
And that man third base is waiting to go home
Just don't throw me one more curve ball
Or I'll put my bat down
And leave you alone
You can take me down with you
Into the cold, dark earth
All black & blue
But if you say you love me one more time
I'll ignore the next 10 bad things you do
Every morning we wake up laid out in our reserved plots
Every morning we wake beside each other
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna, no
Live my whole damn life inside a bed
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna, no
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Days
04:18
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I keep looking for your old secrets
Why aren't they there?
Why aren't they anywhere?
I keep finding your missing pieces
You can't keep them here
They don't fit anywhere.
You don't deserve my desperation;
You don't deserve my prying hands.
But, baby, most days....
My love is the ghostly kind.
Most days,
My love is mostly kind.
Do you remember walking on the street at night?
Your face got caught in a spiderweb.
I can still see your tired hands
trying to clear your eyes.
Why did you stop coming over?
Why did you stop calling me your lover?
Why don't I do what I know I should?
Why don't I do what I never could?
It feels like the last time I kissed you
was with red wine lips.
But that was just the start of it -
that was just the start of it
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