I don t know what else to doI would rather do anythingThan write this song for youAnd perpetuate this thingIn my headin my living roomWith the usual arsenalOf broken chords and rusty stringsTo surrender allAnd I don t like to be so weakRetreating behind these linesThe same old tongue-in-cheekRegretting that both are mineAnd I don t like to live this wayThis is really trueBut I know better than to pray nowAbout what I just have to learn to doBut imagine the nerve of GodLetting me let you inAnd I thought I could let you go in graceI ve gotta think againBecause right now I would be boughtand soldTo see your face somewhereI would sell your sweet soulJust to touch your crazy black gold hairI don t care what s really realI was someone that you d heard ofI saw heaven in your eyesAnd we made a dealAnd that s what I know of loveMusicit never goesBut I told you I hate that shitWhen people say"well you knowYou got a song out of it"But I don t know what else to doI would rather be anywhereThan here without you

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