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Jenny Owen Youngs Transmitter Failure

there's a lot of words in the english language and i'm just getting started, baby we could be here all night we could be here all night we could be here

starts to sting If i didn't know i couldn't want you if i didn't know i couldn't want you more Friday evening and the drinks we pass around you said "jenny

Wake up alone, oh you do what you're told; It keeps coming, coming. Matter of fact, I liked you like that, But I'm done in, done in. Followed your breadcrumbs

the time while you're asleep Than holding your hands inside of mine I want to be here and nowhere else rationing off bits of myself So I can crumble at your side (Thanks to Jenny

I've got secrets up to here, love don't you worry your pretty head i'm just playing to your fears, love where am i when you're in bed? i know where

there's a lot of words in the english language and i'm just getting started, baby we could be here all night we could be here all night we could be here

Everyday the same mistake the pieces don't fit, how i guess worn so thin and caving in frozen between a no & yes i'm sliding for sometime ripping in