Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Speeding Cars

Here's the day you hoped would never come,
Don't feed me violins, 
Just run with me through rows of speeding cars.
The paper cuts,
The cheating lovers.
The coffee's never strong enough.
I know you think it's more than just bad luck.

There, there, baby, it's just textbook stuff.
It's in the ABC of growing up.
Now, now, darling.
Oh don't lose your head.
Cuz none of us were angels, and you know I love you, yeah.

Sleeping pills, no sleeping dogs,
lie never far enough away.
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt.
I've watched you slowly winding down for years,
You can't keep on like this!
Now's a bad a time as any...

There, there, baby it's just textbook stuff.
It's in the ABC of growing up.
Now, now, darling. 
Oh don't kill yourself.
Cuz none of us were angels, 
and you know I love you, yeah.

It's okay by me.
It's okay by me.
It's okay by me.
It was a long time ago....

It's okay by me.
It's okay by me.
It's okay by me.
It was a long... time... ago...

There, there, baby it's just textbook stuff. 
It's in the ABC of growing up.
Now, now darling.
 Oh don't lose your head.
 Cuz none of us were angels, 
and you know I love you, yeah.

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