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Addicted
03:08
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Heaven's not right
I feel good but I am not fine
Don't know if I'll make it out alive
That's a worry for another time (another time)
So tell me, am I getting better or is it finally working?
I feel as light as a feather but I keep packing on the pounds
Am I alive?
That's a worry for another time (another time)
I'm addicted to all our tragedies
My heart is black and blue from what you do to me
But I want you
But I want you
Addicted to tragedies
I'm so high
With just the thought of you
And I lied
I can't live without you
Girl, I'm not fine
That's a worry for another time (another time)
So tell me, am I getting better or is it finally working?
I feel as light as a feather but I keep packing on the pounds
Am I alive?
That's a worry for another time (another time)
I know you'll be the death of me
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2. |
Strawberry
03:01
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She was one of the boys
Smoking menthols outside church
She said let's get rid of noise
Get our youth out of a hearse
And I know it sounds crazy
But crazy is what I want us to be
We can stay as friends
But friends make each other happy
Let's have strawberries in bed
Let's make your candy my meds
Hotter than hell in heaven
Let's have strawberries in bed
Like how we look in the dark
We look like something we're not
She said it's only a thought
But thoughts are how it all starts
Yes I know baby
This will leave a bittersweet taste
You can be my secret
I can be your favorite mistake
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3. |
Life
03:23
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Yeah, you check under your bed
For the monsters in your head
You light up a cigarette
If you die at least you loved it
Yeah, you loved it
Truth only comes from the news
The church is safe from abuse
We all make out in the pews
We'll go to hell and you know it
Yeah, you know it
I'm just a little unhinged
I'm rhyming words with orange
And I don't wanna love you babe
I just wanna love you baby
Sleeping best behind the wheel
My feet have lost all their feel
And I don't wanna runaway
I just wanna runaway
But that's life we won't make it out alive
We won't make it out alive
Yeah, we won't make it out alive
Invented a better self
But now you're somebody else
And you forgot how you felt
But you smile because they love it
Yeah, they love it
So we protect the unborn
We send the poor to the war
The youth don't line up to vote
And if you cry at least you'll post it
Yeah, you'll post it
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4. |
Cravings
02:36
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I know you feel it
Creeping through the night, girl
I know you feel it
It knows what you like, girl
Can't keep your posture
Or your composure
You know you want it
So baby come over
'Cause I know what you like, girl, yeah
All that I want is you
All that I want is you
We're on top of the ceiling
But we're not scared of heights
You're the drug and I'm dealing
No, we won't come down this high
Can't keep your posture
Or your composure
You got what you wanted it
So baby start over
'Cause I know what you like girl yeah
We're scratching and pinching and making a mess and
There aint no stopping there's only beginning
I'm the one dancing and she's the one singing
I know what you like
All that I want is you
All that I want is you
Baby I know that you're feeling it too
All that I want is you
Night after night I got cravings
They say God cannot save us
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5. |
Money
02:51
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And she forgot her wallet
Put keys in her pocket
Take me to Nawlins
My time ain't stopping
I'm treading water
Let's sink to the bottom
I tell my daughters
I worry about them
Cuz I can't take their pain
Pain rains on me
I just need some space
Please take me away
We can rob the bank
They could keep the change
Cuz babe
It ain't bout the money
I just wanna live
And nobody stop me
I wanna feel rich
Oh, higher, higher I wanna go
Nobody stop me, no, nobody stop me
Higher, higher I wanna go
Nobody stop me, no, nobody stop me
These pills and bills just
Keep me awake
I feel like a prisoner in my own estate
I keep on falling before I start walking
I keep on calling but no one will answer
If God's gotta plan he didn't run it by me
I keep counting beads on a rosary
I gave away my cash to the poor and the priest
Cuz babe if I got you I don't need no money
I just can't let go
The summers always cold
I took every rose that I could find at his funeral
I laugh at all his jokes
Closet filled with coats
Maybe it's a clutter but
It ain't bout the money
I wanna see Rome
Dolphins in Portugal
Not scared of growing old
I'm scared of just feeling alone
I already know
Not worth my weight in gold
But babe
It ain't bout the money
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6. |
Up All Night
03:29
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Is he always there?
His fingers through your hair?
And every time you cry is he the one wiping your tears?
Does he make you laugh?
Does he kiss you down your neck?
And when you say, "I love you" does he say "I love you" back?
And I know what I did is not forgiven
But does it feel like there is something of you missing?
Does he know about me, is he asking?
I'm up all night, you up all night?
I know you're happy making love with someone else
Baby (baby) do you ever think about me?
You're better off by making love with someone else
Baby (baby) do you ever think about me?
Did he get that ring and stayed 'til the morning?
And does he ever stop to count the freckles on your cheeks?
Does your dad like him, does your mom ask for grandkids?
And tell me did he buy the house that we always wanted?
I lie awake thinking of everything we could be
I wanna know, gotta know
Do you ever think about me?
It's my mistake but do you have the same old feelings?
I wanna know, gotta know
Do you ever think about me?
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