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like a fool
i dreamt you chased down the car
waving a sign that made no sense
i drifted in and out
i read the sign out loud
like a fool
i held the letter stuck
on the end
of a stick over the pool
and you dove in after trusting me
trusting me
like a fool
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So this is the first part
We're drunk and the selfless relentless caresses
How long must the first part last
Before we make our respective messes?
Well all the clocks wound down
Well all the clocks wound down
And all the doors thrown open
One good minute could last me a whole year
One good minute will last me a whole year
Well it's a delicate line
We draw it in pink
We draw it in white
So take your time with it
Yeah take your time
I have remembered these things before
Whispered phrases and emotions
I have remembered these things before
Whispered phrases and emotions
And I know that they will only
I know that they will only haunt me
One good minute could last me a whole year
One good minute will last me a whole year
Well it's a delicate line
We draw it in pink
We draw it in white
So take your time with it
Yeah take your time
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I still have briers in my clothes
Did I lay you down in those?
The names on the stones were all erased
And I thought it was you that I had chased
Driveway to driveway drunk
I don't remember this too well
Glad I have the scrapes to prove
Prove it was me who fell
And the names were all we knew
And the names were all erased
From stage to stage we flew
A drink in every hand
My hand on your heart had been replaced
And I thought it was you that I had chased
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I wish the nights were warm again this month
We could stay up all night
Occupy the porch on the front
Of the house where we might
Always forget to replace the bulb in the glass
Rectangular vase
The light on the street flickers on throught the trees
And i can see your face
Kicked in and dark inside
Lit below and burning white
Kicked in and left unhooked
Folded, found and kept alive
Well i've never had one of these before
And it's stronger than i thought
Someone put the glass in my hand and
Romanced by the shape it was
He said "rockin' fumes is the key"
He called it clear and hard
And it wipes me out
And it warms me up
Well i hope so
Cause it's bitter cold
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You've got your muscles in one big knot
Well mine are just loosening
You used to cut me up inside
I won't let you do it again
Make sure the friend catches the first time
Make sure the friend catches the first time
Chorus
Why do you have to put a date on everything?
Can't you just strike the bell to hear it ring
Thought that your skin would crack, it's just wrinkling
Why do you have to put a date on everything?
You think that something is turning?
Well it's not spoiled cause i tried it once
And if it's all the same to you at this point
You keep your face and i'll keep the rest
Chorus
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