I'm missing your bed, I never sleep
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Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak
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And this bottle of beast is taking me home.
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I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets
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But you're not alone, you're not discreet.
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Make sure I know who's taking you home.
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I'm reading your note over again,
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And there's not a word that I comprehend,
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Except when you signed it:
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"I will love you always and forever"
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I'm missing your laugh,
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How did it break?
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And when did your eyes,
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Begin to look fake?
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I hope you're as happy as you're pretending
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I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets
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I am alone in my defeat
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I wish I knew we were safely at home.
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I'm missing your bed, I never sleep
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Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak
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And this bottle of beast is taking me home.
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We saw the western coast.
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I saw the hospital.
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Nursed the shoreline like a wound.
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It was a lover's tryst,
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Were neither clear nor descript.
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We kept it safe and slow.
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The quiet things that no one ever knows.
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So keep the blood in your head.
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And keep your feet on the ground.
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Today's the day it gets tired.
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Today's the day we drop down.
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Gave up my body and bed,
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All for an empty hotel.
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Wasting words on lower cases and capitals.
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(Did you leave your razorblade lying around?
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Don't be a phlistine, winnie.)
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As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs,
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And sit alone and wonder, how you're making out.
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But as for me I wish that I was anywhere, with anyone, making out.
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I'm missing your laugh,
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How did it break?
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And when did your eyes
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Begin to look fake?
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I hope you're as happy as you're pretending
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(I lie for, only you.)
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I'm missing your bed, I never sleep.
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Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak.
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And this bottle of beast is taking me home.
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(And I lie well, Hallelu)
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(Look darling, hasn't this gone a little too far?
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It certainly has.)
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So keep the blood in your hand,
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And keep your feet on the ground.
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Today's the day it gets tired.
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Today's the day we drop down.
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Gave up my body and bed,
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All for an empty hotel.
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Wasting words on lower cases and capitals.
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So keep the blood in your hand,
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And keep your feet on the ground.
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Today's the day it gets tired.
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Today's the day we drop down.
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Gave up my body and bed,
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All for an empty hotel.
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Wasting words on lower cases and capitals.
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(Your hair it's everywhere.
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Screaming infidelities and taking it to wear.
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Your hair it's everywhere.
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Screaming infidelities and taking it to wear.
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Your hair it's everywhere.
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Screaming infidelities and taking it to wear.)
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So keep the blood in your hand,
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And keep your feet on the ground.
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Today's the day it gets tired.
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Today's the day we drop down.
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Gave up my body and bed,
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All for an empty hotel.
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Wasting words on lower cases and capitals.
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The Quiet Screaming
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Dashboard Confessional |