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I Broke My Guitar Strings Trying To Write A Song About You
Oh, his colorless eyes
they could surely disguise
the feelings he always wants to hide
And all the things he suppressed
He wishes he could confess
But it's all over, now you're just a mess
So I'll ask you one more time
Could you spare me, one last goodbye?
Now take me out to the end of your ally way
Show me again how it ended with a gun-sling
Tell me all the dark stories that will never ever fade away
Maybe I can fit into the narrow corners of your head
and stay there until I can get emotions instead
Oh, the look that you give
when you're disappointed
It doesn't help, when I'm breaking down
I wish I could just fall in love tonight
but I know that I must
look through the lips of lust
So I'll ask one more time
Could you please, stop the lies?
Now take me out to the end of your ally way
Show me again how it ended with a gun-sling
Tell me all the dark stories that will never ever fade away
Maybe I can fit into the narrow corners of your head
and stay there until I can get emotions instead
Maybe I'll listen to your filthy melodies
Maybe I'll pay attention to your constant tragedies
Only if your heart was open for anybody's
but it's not, so I can't ever say I loved you
And I didn't want to know...
Now take me out to the end of your ally way
Show me again how it ended with a gun-sling
Tell me all the dark stories that will never ever fade away
Maybe I can fit into the narrow corners of your head
and stay there until I can get emotions instead
If you put any drug in front of him
the addiction would be inspiring
but the last he'd ever want is love
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