Bazal
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This is a song that describes exactly how I feel about an ex of mine...
My heart is on my sleeve
I wear it like a bruise or blackeye
My badge, my weakness
That means that I believed
Every single lie you said
Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbour's house
She took me down and said:
"Boys like you are overrated. so save your breath."
Loaded words and loaded friends
Are loaded guns to our heads
Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs..
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbour's house
You want apologies
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
The only thing you'll get
Is this curse on your lips:
I hope they taste of me forever
And there's a light on in chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs..
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbour's
Fall Out Boy-Chicago is so Two Years Ago
My heart is on my sleeve
I wear it like a bruise or blackeye
My badge, my weakness
That means that I believed
Every single lie you said
Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbour's house
She took me down and said:
"Boys like you are overrated. so save your breath."
Loaded words and loaded friends
Are loaded guns to our heads
Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs..
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbour's house
You want apologies
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
The only thing you'll get
Is this curse on your lips:
I hope they taste of me forever
And there's a light on in chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs..
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbour's
Fall Out Boy-Chicago is so Two Years Ago