cheek she's listening to Morissey all the while living like James Dean She's driving before it gets tough leaving me with my guitar I'll leave you with this
a left turn I spent my childhood lookin at the stage Waiting for the day it would be me and I could say "Slow down?" That's my philosophy I get by Making
it's over I lose track of time but this you already know think out in rhyme but like sounds better when it flows and still you smile you tell me it's over, yeah. Yeah, is
up inside your room it's about the morning breaking always just a bit too soon it's about the way you're scared baby, just maybe I'm aware this is what
you "Someday I'll take you there" I love the pretty songs you sing, The way you bring me to my knees With your paralyzing voice. Take my words and your
time is here, the sleigh bells and red nosed deer songs and songs we love to hear all played a thousand times each year Heard this same song 20 times
