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Bike Scene I'll leave the lights down low so she knows i mean business, and maybe we could talk this over. cuz i could be your best bet, let alone your worst ex, and let alone your worst. i wanna hate you so bad, but i cant stop this anymore than you can. so honestly, how could you say those things, when you know they dont mean anything? and you know very well, that i cant keep my hands to myself, hands to myself. i wanna hate you so bad, but i cant stop this anymore than you can. this is all wrong, and it shows. there's certain things i promised not to let you know, not to let you know. i never, never...youve got this silly way of keeping me on the edge of my seat. but youre only counting the clock against the train. and im miserable...and youre just getting started. im miserable. youve got me right where you want me. lets never talk, lets never, lets never talk about this again, because i, i didnt want it to mean that much to me. i didnt want it to mean that much to me. i didnt want it to mean that much to me. i didnt want it to mean that much to me.... anywhere. yeah. cut from the team (cute without the -e) your lipstick, his collar, dont bother angel, i know exactly what goes on. when everything youll get is everything that you wanted. well which would you prefer, my finger on the trigger or me face down, down across your floor? me face down, down across your floor? me face down, down across your floor, well just so long as this thing's loaded. and will you tell all your friends, youve got your gun to my head. this all was only wishful thinking, this all was only wishful thinking. and will you tell all your friends, youve got your gun to my head. this all was only wishful thinking, this all was only wishful thinking. lets go. dont bother trying to explain angel, i know exactly what goes on when youre on. how about im outside of your window, watching him keep the details covered, youre such a sucker for a sweet talker yeah. and will you tell all your friends, youve got your gun to my head. this all was only wishful thinking, this all was only wishful thinking. the only thing i regret is that i never let you hold me back...hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens, a thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins, i will never ask if you dont ever tell me, i know you well enough to know you never loved me. why cant i feel anything from anyone other than you? and all of this was all your fault. and all of this...... i stay wrecked and jealous for this, for this simple reason, i just need to keep you in mind as something larger than life. great romances of the 20th century (bottled_promise) september never stays this cold where i come from, and you know im not one for complaining. but i love the way you roll excuses off the tip of your tongue as i slowly fall apart. this wont mean a thing come tomorrow, and thats exactly how ill make it seem, cuz im still not sleeping thinking ive gone home from worse than this. so please, please, im running out of sympathy, i never said id take this, i never said id take this lying down. she says, come on come on, lets just get this over with...this always comes close, but this never comes easy. i still know everything. this always comes so close...i still know everything, i still know everything, i still know...i never said id take this lying down. but ive gone home from worse than this. if its not keeping you up nights, then whats the point? im in your room. is this turning you on? am i turning you on? im in your room, are you turned on? im on the corner of your bed, im thinking baby, are you turned on, are you turned on?
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puts me in my own nirvana. going to see them on sunday. can't wait.
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they're still touring with the same album
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shutter-bug
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yeah it's been a year since i last saw them. it's a great album. they have some new members. i wish they would come back to columbia.
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what's it to you?
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