E A E Somehow I'm the one apologizing every other nightB A Is it my sad mental state that creates the pit in my stomachE That puts the fault on mine?E A E Maybe it was fate that I forgot to give you that shitty cassette tape until last nightB A When I caught a glimpse of your lips on hers and I lost my focusE I couldn't compose my mindB A When you tore out the stitches I labored over to suppress my emotionsE I had only ever showed you mine [Chorus]A E And your cigarette smoke, it sticks to my clothesA E Like the words I stole, and wrote off as my own [Interlude]B A B A E [Verse]E A E Shortness of breath, carcinogens bled out from your chestB A In and out, breath through your mouthE Take in what you can and just throw the rest out Your ball and chain is keeping me hereA E When I just want to run awayB A E Charm and wit has a tighter grip than my conscious will ever muster up anywayB A E Victim of my inability to stand up for myself and push the guilt away [Chorus]A E And your cigarette smoke, it sticks to my clothesA E Like the words I stole, and wrote off as my ownA E And your cigarette smoke, it sticks to my clothesA E Just like the words I stole, and wrote off as my own
Mens Volleyball
Retirement Party
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Continua depois do anúncio
Tom:
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