Saturday, June 18, 2011

You Stole

"Last night they said the fire had spread 
And we said our prayers
And now the flames are burning me in my bed,
But I just don't care
We all go to sleep in the same place 
And in the morning hope that we're all the same
Just sit around like broke down cars in the lot waiting for repairs

There you go
There it goes...

Well I wish that I was as good as you 
Caring and trusting
And I wish that my condition was new but I'm old and rusting
So we just hurry up only to wait
Add to the list of all the places we hate
And I pretend like I got something to say

But I've got nothing




So if I'm a liar and you're a thief
At least we both know where the other one sleeps
So let's end this tonight"

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