| I’m sitting in the car right now feeling sort of epic
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| I just got my bones ripped clean and all along you loved it
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| I just want to hum along to all my favorite songs
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| Screams she hates Bukowski but not for cliched reasons
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| She sees hope in broken men and that patron saint of drinking
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| I just trace along all her lines that turn me on
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| The strongest man you’ve ever met, but names like that yeah they come with debt
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| So I start to believe almost violently that I can do most anything
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| This is where it ends, this is where it ends this is where it all comes in
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| This is where it ends where it all begins, every definitive moment happened
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| This is where I show where I came from, it’s all in the name son
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| I’ll be more than you ever could ask me to be
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| What was I made for if not your front door
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| Counting the steps til I’m inside
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| It was the 9th one every time
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| I’m sitting in the car again what the hell just happened?
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| I spilt my mind too many times and dirtied up your canvas
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| So let me down easy and say it’s worth the time we spent
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| Keep all of your promises, keep all of them
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| I fucked a million times amusement rides, scream goodnight
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| I fucked up a million times whiskey to wine
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| In central standard time to pacific standard time
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| I swear I loved you every time
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| I’m sitting in the car again the seat next to me’s empty |