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The smoke cloud billows out his mouthLike a freight train through a small townThe jokes that he told across the barWere revolting and far too loud They shake their heads saying, “God help her”When I ادامه مطلب

… I can read your mind“She’s having the time of her life”There in her glittering primeThe lights refract sequined stars off her silhouette every nightI can show you lies (one, two, three, four) … ‘Cause ادامه مطلب

3 AM and I’m still awake, I’ll bet you’re just fineFast asleep in your city that’s better than mineAnd the girl in your bed has a fine pedigreeAnd I’ll bet your friends tell you she’s ادامه مطلب

I betThis time of night you’re still upI betYou’re tired from a long hard weekI betYou’re sittin’ in your chair by the windowLooking out at the cityAnd I betSometimes you wonder ’bout me And I ادامه مطلب

My only oneMy smoking gunMy eclipsed sunThis has broken me downMy twisted knifeMy sleepless nightMy win-less fightThis has frozen my ground Stood on the cliffsideScreaming, “Give me a reason”Your faithless love’s the only hoaxI believe ادامه مطلب

I washed my hands of us at the clubYou made a mess of meI pictured you with other girls in loveThen threw up on the streetLike waiting for a bus that never showsYou just start ادامه مطلب

Lock broken, slur spokenWound open, game tokenI didn’t know you were keeping countRain soaking, blind hopingYou said I was freeloadingI didn’t know you were keeping countHigh infidelityPut on your records and regret meI bent the ادامه مطلب

Mmm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mmMmm-mm, mm-mmMmm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mmMmm-mm, yeah Hey Stephen, I know looks can be deceivingBut I know I saw a light in youAnd as we walked we would talkAnd I didn’t say half the things ادامه مطلب

Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store with a Treacherous Four cassetteand a cassette recorderin Ecuador with Edward NortonWitness the metamorphosis of a legend growin’ like an expert swordsman from the Hessian ادامه مطلب

Your flow is such a boreDrinkin’ a bottle of Henny through a strawBitch, you better stop that dialogue (28 shit) ‘Fore I hit Carl and buy your catalog (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)Sigh, how you fuck your mother ادامه مطلب