Untie me, I've said no vows
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The train is getting way too loud
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I gotta leave here my girl
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Get on with my lonely life
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Just leave the ring on the rail
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For the wheels to nullify
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Until this turn in my head
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I let you stay and you paid no rent
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I spent twelve long months on the lam
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That's enough sitting on the fence
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For the fear of breaking dams
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I find a fatal flaw
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In the logic of love
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And go out of my head
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You love a sinking stone
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That'll never elope
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So get used to the lonesome
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Girl, you must atone some
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Don't leave me no phone number there
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It took me all of the year
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To put the poison pill to your ear
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But now I stand on honest ground, on honest ground
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You want to fight for this love
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But honey you cannot wrestle a dove
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So baby it's clear
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You want to jump and dance
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But you sat on your hands
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And lost your only chance
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Go back to your hometown
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Get your feet on the ground
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And stop floating around
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I find a fatal flaw
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In the logic of love
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And go out of my head
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You love a sinking stone
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That'll never elope
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So get used to used to the lonesome
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Girl, you must atone some
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Don't leave me no phone number there
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la-da-da
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A Call To Apathy
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The Shins |