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So this is a song... i wrote tonight.
So maybe expect Roses to play it a show soon? maybe.
I havent felt my gums in three weeks
So take a quick look at him
I'll tell you about what gives my heart leaks
you'll glance back to what you had
and I'm a backboard for your heartache
and im just so glad
And i dont know what to do with you
I dont want to be just friends
So why don't you just close your door
Ill be knocking in the wind
you must have a rule against starting the
conversation
Introduced by an awkward galnce in your direction
never quite sure, despite the cold
I never held you close
You were sturggling to remember my name
this scar was earned in a fistfight
with myself, a dispute that began in my early years
struggling for a calling
I guess i never should have lost the fight, but
i got distracted and now i hold it like a medal
Are you listening at all
Im not sorry for being quick to end this charade
theres not much else to say
why cant you just go back to him
I'll be knocking in the wind
If i meet you in the middle of the interstate
on the busiest traveling day
will you park next to me in the fast lane?
I'll keep awake for 4 days just to grasp
hold of your hand
Can you feel what i mean when I say ive grown
distant in 15 minutes?
while you take your eyes off of him for a second
I'll be knockin in the wind.
So l'll keep my feet on the ground
and my ears strech for the hint of your sound
I'm tired of days with the sound of static
I'm not calling you anymore.