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City Mouth - Out Late (Acoustic)
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City Mouth
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You look so cold in all your summer clothes A winter breeze, it takes you from me Like the night I tasted vomit off your tongue You filled my ears with a guiltless conceit And I'm not saying I care But I know you think you're better than me But who's the one who started this and put it all on me? I'm just a band-aid that you couldn't tear off So basically, you lied and said you don't believe in love You made me wait so you could mess around And then you cried because I gave you up And now I'm sick of all your slurred speech sounds (So here's how it goes) I'm going out late tonight And I don't even care if I ever come back alive A trip to the hospital might be the best thing for me anyway Cause I've got this ache in the back of my head That I need to get taken out at once But if it just so happens I'm already dead You can have all the air left in my lungs So this is what you asked for, no strings attached And you kiss like a drunken machine And I can't stand to argue when you get like this In the morning you forgot the whole thing And I was mad as hell but I didn't say a thing Because I wanted to keep this serene But still you think you've got me all figured out But all you know is I'm a boy who can sing So basically, you lied and said you don't believe in love You made me wait so you could mess around And then you cried because I gave you up And now I'm sick of all your slurred speech sounds (So here's how it goes) I'm going out late tonight And I don't even care if I ever come back alive A trip to the hospital might be the best thing for me anyway Cause I've got this ache in the back of my head That I need to get taken out at once But if it just so happens I'm already dead You can have all the air left in my lungs (You weren't made for this Stop pretending that you don't believe in love) You'd be surprised how much I think of you and how you hate my guts Misunderstandings overlapped and I can't draw the lines you've cut If you call me, I'll assume you're drunk and need a ride to somewhere strange And I'll gladly give you that if you give up and we can share the blame
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