| I can't recall the last time that we talked |
| About anythin' but lookin' out for cops |
| We got cigarette burns on the same side of our hands, but we ain't friends |
| We're just morons who broke skin in the same spot |
| But I've never seen you take a turn that wide |
| And I'm high enough to still care if I die |
| So I tried to read the thoughts that you'd worked overtime to stop |
| You said, "Fuck off," and I said nothin' for a while |
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| You know I think about you all the time |
| And my deep misunderstandin' of your life |
| And how hard it must have been for you back then |
| And how bad it was to keep it all inside |
| I hope you settle down, I hope you marry rich |
| I hope you're scared of only ordinary shit |
| Like murderers and ghosts and cancer on your skin |
| And not your soul and what he might do with it |
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| You inched yourself across the great divide |
| We drove aimlessly along the Twin State line |
| I heard nothin' but the bass in every ballad that you'd play |
| While you swore to God the singer read your mind |
| But the world is scared of hesitatin' things |
| Yeah, they only shoot the birds who cannot sing |
| And I'm finally aware of how shitty and unfair |
| It was to stare ahead like everythin' was fine |
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| (Ooh) You know I think about you all the time |
| (Ooh) And my deep misunderstandin' of your life |
| (Ooh) And how bad it must have been for you back then |
| (Ooh) And how hard it was to keep it all inside |
| (Ooh) I hope you settle down, I hope you marry rich |
| (Ooh) I hope you're scared of only ordinary shit |
| (Ooh) Like murderers and ghosts and cancer on your skin |
| (Ooh) And not your soul and what He might do with it |
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| Rage |
| In small ways |
| Did you wish that I could know |
| You'd stay |
| To some place |
| I wasn't brave enough to go? |
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| I hope you settle down, I hope you marry rich |
| I hope you're scared of only ordinary shit |
| Like murderers and ghosts and cancer on your skin |
| And not your soul and what He might do with it |
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| I hope you threw a brick right into that stained glass |
| I hope you're with someone who isn't scared to ask |
| I hope that you're not losin' sleep about what's next |
| Or about your soul and what he might do with it |
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