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Ephemeroptera
03:16
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I thought I wanted this but now I don't want this.
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Is Alfredo There?
02:50
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I don't know what to do
So I'm lying face down on the mattress
You only left five minutes ago
But you're already in my head
and I'm already feeling hopeless
-ly in love with you
Please don't go
Please don't go
I know you're bad for me
but I still love you anyway
Please don't go
So I called you again
You said you'd be here in thirty minutes or less
Waiting by the door
And the porch light is on
So you can see the address
I just need you here again
Please come back
Please come back
You got just what I need
And you're coming straight to me
Please come back
Anticipation seems real enough
That it drives me insane
It’s not easy to live
When portion sizes keep on shrinking
Please don't go
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3. |
From Dad to Worse
03:26
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Tonight’s the night
When we go out
And pretend that we’re
Not thirty-three
And exhausted
Gonna have a few drinks
And act like we’re twenty-one
Cause the babysitter’s paid up til 1
I’m gonna pretend like I don’t have kids
But I’ll just end up missing my kids
I guess I’ve grown up
Whatever that means
I guess I’ve grown up
Morning comes quick
When you're hungover
And you’ve got two kids
Who don't care
That you're dying
But I’ve got no excuse
So I'll get out of bed
Stumble to the kitchen to make breakfast for these kids
I wouldn't have it any other way
I guess I’ve grown up
Whatever that means
I guess I’ve grown up
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I’ve got this picture in my head of what your boyfriend’s like
I’ve got this picture in my head but it’s nothing like real life
He’s a roided out freak that’s abusive and mean
Telling you where to go and you how to be
I’ve got this picture in my head of what your boyfriend’s like
I’ve got this picture in my head of what you’re really like
I’ve got this picture in my head but it’s nothing like real life
You love a man that treats you wrong
You think you’ll change him but you're wrong
I’ve got this picture in my head of what you’re really like
I’ve got this picture in my head of what I’m really like
(but I’m such a nice guy)
I’ve got this picture in my head but it’s nothing like real life
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I never thought we’d make it this far
That night we met outside that hipster bar
But I asked and you said yes
And it turned into this
And now I’m making breakfast for two kids who couldn’t care less
And it’s funny how that what we thought
Was so important didn’t matter at all
When I see ‘em asleep
In their rumpled up sheets
I wonder how something so perfect could be made out of me
This is my everything
Standing here next to me
This is my everything
Standing here next to me
When they reach up and hold my hand
I think I finally understand
This is my everything
Standing here next to me
Blue-eyed and innocent daughter
Screwed-up and ignorant father
Doing all I can
And trying to drink less
And now I'm doing makeup on a doll in a princess dress
Growing up with all boys
Ninja Turtles and Star Wars toys
A set of pigtails
And pink matching bow
Wish I could hold on and never let her go.
This is my everything
Standing here next to me
This is my everything
Standing here next to me
When she reaches up and grabs my hand
I think I finally understand
This is my everything
Standing here next to me
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6. |
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I'm calling it a night
You're just not worth the time
I'm waiting by the phone
When I'm standing by your side
All I want is to go home
But I'm stuck here at this bar
Because you and your friends are drunk
And you don't have a fucking car
You've got your friends and I've got mine
They don't mix but that's alright
You don't mean a thing to me
So why does this matter
I'm passed out on the couch
And you're blowing up my phone
'Cause your friends abandoned you
And you have nowhere else to go
But I'm so comfortable right now
Safe and sound inside my home
I only have a half tank of gas
I think I'd rather be alone
You've got your friends and I've got mine
They don't mix but that's alright
You don't mean a thing to me
So why does this matter
I’m nice to people who are nice to me
So why would I be nice to you?
I care for people who care about me
And I just don’t care about you
You've got your friends and I've got mine
They don't mix but that's alright
You don't mean a thing to me
So why does this matter
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