Go on walk in a straight line.
I know that you won’t do it.
Someone called you a comeback kid.
Calm down, can it.
Come back kid.
One lie and you lose it.
Don’t talk to me about what you wanna love.
Use what’s left.
I wouldn’t hold my breath,
but you never know it so you breathe it in.
Fill the lungs, hold it close, then leave again.
No one talks in a straight line,
and I know that you won’t do it.
Don’t talk to me about what you wanna love.
Use what’s left.
I wouldn’t hold my breath,
but you never know it so you breathe it in,
Fill the lungs, hold it close, and
am I stuck in my ways, or can I shake it?
I’m falling back here, my hands feel nothing.
I can’t relax.
There’s no more love in the game.
I want ‘em one in the same.
Gotta love my chances.
I was a young pup,
tall socks, all talk,
singing Elvis in my living room.
And I’m still an old dog,
cold tongue, singing the same songs
on the floor of your living room.
Don’t talk to me about what you wouldn’t love.
Choose what’s left.
I only want what’s best,
but you never know it so you breathe it in,
Fill the lungs, hold it close, and
am I stuck in my ways, or can I shake it?
I’m falling back here, my hands feel nothing.
I can’t relax.
There’s no more love in the game.
I want ‘em one in the same.
Gotta love my chances to screw this up.
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