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and I don't think that I ever loved you more.
then when you turned away.
when you slammed the door.
when you stole the car drove towards Mexico.
and you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm.
I was young then I still believed in war.
but let the poets cry themselves to sleep.
and all their tearful words could turn back into steam.
me Im a single cell on a serpants tongue.
and theres a muddy field where a garden was
and I'm glad you got away.
but I'm still stuck out here.
my clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears.
and I never thought this life was possible.
you're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for.
the end of paralysis I was a statuette
now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench,
and when I press the keys it all gets reversed.
the sound of lonliness makes me happier.
then when you turned away.
when you slammed the door.
when you stole the car drove towards Mexico.
and you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm.
I was young then I still believed in war.
but let the poets cry themselves to sleep.
and all their tearful words could turn back into steam.
me Im a single cell on a serpants tongue.
and theres a muddy field where a garden was
and I'm glad you got away.
but I'm still stuck out here.
my clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears.
and I never thought this life was possible.
you're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for.
the end of paralysis I was a statuette
now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench,
and when I press the keys it all gets reversed.
the sound of lonliness makes me happier.