these feet cant take the weight of one, much less two,...we hit concrete/ my fiction beats the hell out of my truth - jawbreaker/lucero
runnin wild and sleepin with the thieves, tell me baby what would would you have me be - lucero
kiss her on the forehead, as her how she slept, she says 'baby its too early, maybe we shouldnt speak yet' - lyle lovett
i wish you'd make up my bed so i could make up my mind - ryan adams
we're such a complicated nation, but i still got rock n roll / if the boss had been a preacher he could have led us to the lord - scott miller
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i changed my mind; i changed my mind;now i'm feeling different
all that time, wasted
i wish i was a little more delicate
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my name was clementine - sarah jaffe
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