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Suburban Home / I Like Food

de Alkaline Trio

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

Once upon a time
When we both lost our minds
And our memories
Destroyed our common sense
And the letters sent
Suicidal tendencies
Deployed like a parachute
You had a hole in you
As we went tumbling through the sky
The only thing I'd change
Is the fear and rage
And the hell I put you through
So sorry

And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

I'm at a loss for words
As the tables turned
You placed me upon the wheel
In your torture chamber
My remains were
Left next to my last meal
Gone without a trace
You went off to taste
The fruit of the afterlife
As I sit and stir
Nightmares recur
Haven't slept a wink
In forty days or nights

And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Now and again
Forgotten friends
Crossing my mind like a minefield
Stopping to stare
Asking: Do I dare defuse this or disarm my
Disarm myself?

And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Now and again
Forgotten friends
Crossing my mind like a minefield
Stopping to stare
Asking: Do I dare defuse this or disarm my
Disarm myself?

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