| You have your own life, I know, but show up, you should
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| I’m disappointed, my vision blurs alone on the curb
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| Eight weeks since and it’s still the same
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| «Something just came up, I’m so sorry»
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| And maybe I’ve got needs that you can’t cure
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| But I’m waiting by the phone until I’m sure
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| Love like statistics, I’ve got a head full of hell alone in my thoughts
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| Kill the subject; |
| refine the joke, which ever prompts response
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| In the moments you laugh, it’s still not enough
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| You miss me, you can’t mean that
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| And maybe you’ve got needs that I can’t cure
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| We sleep in separate houses
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| A guarded head shapes the face and heart
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| So loss ain’t bad
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| I’m trading processing for sleep
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| So it don’t seem sad that I’m losing you
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| Blotch the face, blood vessels
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| Broken heart and canvas skin
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| Write it all out, you won’t ever quite describe it
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| Loaned to father for weekends and given back without the interest
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| Trivialize memories, dumb it down to make it fit
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| Syllables, grammatical, read and rewrite for the reader
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| All the bitter nights in my room alone
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| They won’t know all my secret problems
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| Or the love that overcame us both
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| An untold twenty-two year story
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| So it’s one tale and then another, I was saying earlier
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| A guarded head shapes the face and heart
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| So loss ain’t bad
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| I’m trading processing for sleep
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| So it don’t seem sad that I’m losing you
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| When are you coming home, so |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Telemarket Mishap , by - Dear and the Headlights. Song from the album Small Steps, Heavy Hooves, in the genre Иностранный рок