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Serial Joe Last Chance At The Romance Dance

I could tell you the things That you wanna hear How you?re pretty blue eyes shine How I want to hold you tight But you?d see through my disguise The

Save me from myself Cause I can't control myself I've invaded my own mind And there's things I cannot find Where am I today? I think I've gone away But

She lifts the cup up to her lips And leaves reality behind She looks away, and takes a sip She?s lost, what can she find? Her thoughts become weary She

Wish you'd stayed the night last night, Woke up wanting to hold you tight. Always want but just can't be, you're all that I see. And you take my breath

Brought you flowers Diamond rings Tried to bring you the finer things Lent my shoulder when you would cry Gave you my strength to get by A golden locket

Feel so alone In a crowded place Scared to let you Into my space Clouded images Of what could be Surrounding the actual reality Pieces of me everywhere