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Matchbook Romance Stories And Alibies

what the hell am i supposed to do you only wanted the things i couldnt give to you and you had it all anyway so take, take everything and leave

what the hell am i supposed to do you only wanted the things i couldnt give to you and you had it all anyway so take, take everything and leave

this against me. I've already said I'm sorry. And I bet you've got every word I said memorized in your head. And you'll use every one of them, and you

before i get caught. I make up excuses just to touch you and I can't stop, I can't stop. So are we playing for keeps. These days begin and they don'

say (In my defense) "You'll never amount to anything anyway" (Don't press your luck, don't press your luck) And think that I'm impressed with your one night stands and

know I filled my head with your voice. And now I'm drowning, Well I wrote this song for you. You can stay tonight, And make everything alright. You can hold me down, And

me tell me stories so beautiful an epic of something so terrible that it makes me weep cross out these days on your calendar it hurts me so much and

far I go And if all else fails you can look up at the sky Because it's the same one that shines above you and I. And if all else fails you can close

door before i get caught. I make up excuses just to touch you and I can't stop, I can't stop. So are we playing for keeps. These days begin and they