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Split Ends
03:28
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What do you call it, when two people both play to lose?
I’m so predictable, but I would be anything for you
Why do we call it fall when summer has barely come through?
I like to picture you, stood by the door in my room
You already know
You already know I’ve been trying
I’ve been cutting out the split ends
It’s like every day is almost the same
It’s like every day is almost the same
Where are we going, and will we be getting there soon?
Tell you I hate surprises, but I think you already knew
When did we get this grown up, yet so restless?
the feelings relentless, but you wear it well
I like to picture you, Inside the books on my shelf
You already know
You already know I’ve been trying
I’ve been cutting out the split ends
It’s like every day is almost the same
Well you don’t like surprises anyway
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2. |
Falling Into You
02:54
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Here we go again
Another drive
Straight across the great divide
Between the words we say and mean when we’re not talking
Watching you, watching the TV
You didn’t pay for this movie
I think all you do is take without replacing
I’m all torn up inside, but there’s no tears on the outside
And I’m afraid that you won’t see the best of me
Said you were here for the long run, are you telling me what I want?
And I’m afraid that you won’t let me down enough to ground me
Ooh I keep falling into you
Never had a problem with your friends
I can’t say the same for them
But I won’t change myself, cos what’s the use in trying?
Take apart the pieces that make me
Re-assemble everything
You might not like the girl that strings you along in your dreams
I’m all messed up tonight, can’t drive the car in a straight line
And I’m afraid of what I’ll do without meaning to
Said we would always be fine, and I know your probably right
And maybe I’m running from what I can’t afford to lose
Ooh I keep falling into you
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3. |
Sunday Girl
03:37
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Four days, in a stalemate
Every single time and I
I want to believe that its almost easier,
on the other side, where the grass stains greener
you want to believe what’s Pouring out of me
is every colour that you paint
And I know what its like to loose yourself
And it doesn’t feel so great
I can’t bare the thought
I can’t turn it off
Am I a loner just like you and everybody else?
sure I could pretend
Act it out for them
But you know I’ll never be the one
Your Sunday girl
Your Sunday girl
I refuse to retreat in a way that makes you think any less of me,
and it was never ending
And I want to believe that you’ll picture me,
when she let’s you down and it’s not so gentle
I want you know that what could have been
wasn’t anything
right from the beginning
I know how it feels to loose in a big way
And it doesn’t feel so great
I can’t bare the thought
I can’t turn it off
Am I a loner just like you and everybody else?
sure I could pretend
Act it out for them
But you know I’ll never be the one
Your Sunday girl
Your Sunday girl
I keep counting
I keep counting the days
since it went sideways
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I’ve got bad habits
And they aren’t letting up
I’ve been scratching at my skin
Can we skip the small talk?
I don’t care about the weather
When my own skies caving in
Have I tried everything?
It Feels like yesterday, since I stepped in your way
Coffee rings around the sink
Are they Reminding me,
That there’s something I should say?
Can’t help how I don’t feel about you now
Can’t help how I don’t feel about you now
Can’t swallow this taste that swirls in my mouth
Can’t help how I don’t feel about you now
I’m not easy
It takes a lot to takes a lot to pull me
You never let me down despite what you thought
You’re a good person
It takes a lot break you
Was I careless with my best friend?
I watched you try everything
In fact you carried me
To places I shouldn’t be
Can’t help how I don’t feel about you now
Can’t help how I don’t feel about you now
Can’t swallow this taste that swirls in my mouth
Can’t help how I don’t feel
Coffee spills on my feet
There’s no avoiding this
Wish I could have spared you the sting
Can’t help how I don’t feel about you now
Can’t help how I don’t feel about you now
Can’t swallow this taste that swirls in my mouth
Can’t help how I don’t feel
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5. |
Hurting My Head
04:00
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Sometimes you’re everything that I need
Sometimes you’re the last thing
Always tell myself that I should leave
But when you’re gone there’s something missing
We’ve got this thing going lately & it’s hurting my head
You’ve got this wisdom, you don’t share it
& you never play fair
You make the rules, you change them all
Just to convince yourself
But you can be sweet though, I know
Cos I see it sometimes
And I feed on it, as I swallow your pride
Sometimes you’re everything that I need
But Sometimes you’re the last thing
We’ve got this thing going lately & it’s hurting my head
Cos you're a wild child, impetuous
I love you untamed
I just wish that you hadn’t done all the things that you say
All the past loves, double-crossed
And hearts that you maimed
Your skin is calloused, my words are blunt
So they don’t penetrate
Sometimes you’re everything that I need
But Sometimes you’re the last thing
We’ve got this thing going lately & it’s hurting my head
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