Sometimes I wake up feeling happy, honey, and sometimes I wake up feeling happy, honey, and sometimes I wake up sad as hurt.

But no one wakes me up the way you would when you would roll onto my side of the bed.

I'm trying to hold on to what I remember.

I'm trying to write down what I might forget.

You never knew exactly who I was,

but you can't change your mind about what you said.

It was written on the back of a track, six words from a song you love,

don't, don't think about it's all right, sometimes the words need what you like,

thought I find you a friend, but you weren't who I thought she was

Love kiss to the cards above

Hit play on the console, turn it up

I'm going to do We said we'd always keep in touch, sweetheart, but maybe that's not how this wheel should roll.

No need to pick up all the broken parts I just head on down on 9 before

I was run

from the start

it doesn't matter how you've been so long been so hard

There's a softness I can't stop

Started on the back of a shack

Six words from the song you left You just keep me hanging on

Sometimes the words say what you want

Thought I find you up in front

But you weren't who I thought you was

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