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This Time Next Year Road Maps And Heart Attacks

I want to sleep for days When my heart's sick She's calling and calling She's pouring salt in my wounds You'll be alone someday That's a promise It's

You'll be the reason and I'll be the rhyme My inspiration like no one else You are the body that breathes this love So I promise it's all for you Another letter and

glazed And I can't see this through I never asked And you forgot to tell me That tonight could be so deceiving I never asked And you forgot to tell me

Road maps and heart attacks From the nights I haven't slept And all the days I can't forget Are the days I won't regret Addicted with no cure Your favorite

Tonight I?ll laugh myself asleep again to the same old swan songs I just keep hearing and you strike every nerve with your pretensions Always the butt

of my head" and this whole time I thought you meant I was stuck in your heart (I was stuck in your heart) as well as your I'm just a coward and you're