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I grew up a dancer
Who's feet were born to follow yours
Give me the answer
Because I'm sick and tired of straightening you out
You think your life is over
But it's only just begun
You think tonight's for closure
But look alive, you're not the only one
I wonder if she knew
How much it cost till you laid her down
Give me an answer
Why don't you tell me the one thing
That I've been waiting for since you came to town
You think your life is over but it's only just begun
You think tonight's for closure
But look alive, you're not the only one
It was such a long time
And you were just my kind
And I'm so glad you're alive
You think your life is over but it's only just begun
You think tonight's for closure
But look alive, you're not the only one
You tricked your life and ripped all sides of a wish tonight
When a quarter past too late still works to call you
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Cry to me from wooden benches, purses
Close and sew your pretty eyes shut
It's your funeral from 1 to 3
They never knew you were suicidal
You tried a hundred dresses on but
You're not feeling all that bridal
Dead love, I never meant to lay you out
Dead love, what's hunting you down
Has turned me around
Languidly beside me keeping granite hands
On polished granite shoulders
It's your funeral from 1 to 3
They never knew you were still deciding
Some traded you for sympathy
Some were never worth inviting
Dead love, I never meant to lay you out
Dead love, what's hunting you down
Has turned me around
Long before you love was at my door
The letter was dated but can't resurrect what you mean
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Bloody Mary's bleeding again
Ceramically, live on tv, for all to see
She prayed hard hoping you were the steal
But you were free
You were free, you were free
Found a love that can't be broken
And you know your heart is choking
When you find you're just a friend in love
Someday soon you'll get to know me
Then find out I'm just your homey
Consequences for my friend in love
Once or twice down the lottery hall
A frozen key, that turns for me, forgivingly
But the cards you're passing out
Might not mean business after all
Aces high, joker's my, destiny
Found a love that can't be broken
And you know your heart is choking
When you find you're just a friend in love
Someday soon you'll get to know me
Then find out I'm just your homey
Consequences for my friend in love
Someday you'll figure out for yourself
Measuring the golden rule
That being kind means being cruel
Homework's done for a grade-a friend in love
Wish I may and wish I might
Fit your favorite pants tonight
Pocketing for good my friend in love
But then you'll figure out for yourself
Friends in love
Knitting up my loneliness
So all you see is party dress
Stitch me on the inside
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Buttercup you carry me faster than
I possibly, could overthrow
The sons in someone's family
Taking pictures of a bright blue sky,
cinching up their skinny ties half a world away
Heathrow
Flying on this plane until tomorrow
Said so
I'm landing in the frame on your wall
Rising up from the sea
Atmospheric chemistry
Broken stars can still shine
Drifting apart from their pieces
Half a world away
Heathrow
Flying on this plane until tomorrow
Said so
I'm landing in the frame on your wall
Unravel the daylight
Burn it up to the nighttime sky
We make mistakes so forget that they're ruling you
Broken stars can still shine
Coming up inside to keep me warm
Talk about impending storms, half a a world away
Unravel the daylight
Burn it up to the nighttime sky
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You're killing yourself
If you think you can find
The fractures in my mind
You're sinking like a stone as he hangs up the phone
And the red's all you've left over
When sun sets west too long
Another arctic heartbreak song
When the waves upon the ocean, and your
Paint's another potion, turns you blue
Blue
When children come back home
Another city's own
And mixed their blood on south side
And you try to see things through, but no one comes for you
When your busy running traces
Instead of tying up your laces
You'll be blue
Blue
Come what may, try to discover
Unlocked hearts to throw away
You're killing yourself if you think you can find primaries
The song can write itself
Dear someone help me love myself
Gun the fun down little soldier
When his arms reach out to hold her you'll be blue
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Talk about your magic wands
Dahlias bloom inside your palms
Pink and gold
Tweed
Loveliness is what you bleed
Tenderness is what you need and sold
Beauty deluxe
All genuflections no invitations
Detective vacation
Solving pillow cases the criminals of love
Sweet interrogation
Privileged well beyond your means
Perfect powered dreams your show goes on
Try to separate the scent
Dreaming you were president of gorgeous
Captain luscious
Beauty deluxe
No imperfections, no hesitations
Look through the keyhole it's over
Detective vacation
Solving pillow cases the criminals of love
Respect termination
Turning up the fire but keeping the heat on low
Beauty deluxe
Star mapping genius needs no direction
Look through the keyhole it's over
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Save me from crossing wires
I know will black me out
Save me
Hades fire runs up the wall
And searches out, but we don't burn
Standing on my little island with you
Gotham City skyscraping giants
Anchored in the sand
Gazing, I sing along to you with sparks in my hand
Standing on my little island with you
Cobblestones and cable bridges call me home
Standing on my little island
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Circuitry has soldered me like fuses to a frame
A tiny dial, and love erupts on broadband
Talk to you through speakers
Shining deep inside my veins
You're nationwide
But I'm the girl who loves you
You'll stay as long as I press play
Secretly you'll come to me through pages black and white
Top 40 charts, and plastic parts in my hands
Talk to you through speakers shiny underneath my bed
You're nationwide
But I'm the girl who wants you
You'll stay as long as I press play
But then you'll hit record and you're out the door anyway
Our whole relationship is a cd skipping away
Crush on radio
Digital heart guardian romantic in the wire
You're kissing me
Through frequencies unheard of
But I'll talk to you
Through speakers pushing deep into the red
You're nationwide
But I'm the girl who needs you
You'll stay as long as I press play
But then you'll hit record and you're out the door anyway
Our whole relationship is a cd skipping away
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You buy her everything
A bracelet diamond ring
A tennis date with brad and kelly
But she fudged on the card, down cowboy boulevard
The rodeo's in town and selling
Your money's in the trade
A fortune to be made
A dream that you will soon wake up from
Houston feels so low
Her calves against the bar
Housekeeper took the car
And pool house rules can't keep your cloths on
The ranch house rattlesnakes will pray you soul to take
Black cadillac with white-walled wheels on
The saddle sores are real, more cactus fruit to peel
As san antone feels yellow rosy
Houston feels so low
The bulk of his estate
Is sifted through probate
Iced relatives talk over bourbon
The benefactor falls
A hidden mistress calls
As grandmother adjusts her turban
Last will and testament
To leave in the event
I hit the lights on grand old opry
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