I Took My Last Drink From A Half Empty Glass
and Laid My Tired Bones Out On The Grass
my Dad Says That All Things Will Pass
well At Least He's Right About Love
my Boss Is A Good Man He Makes Lots Of Rules
and He Gets So Frustrated With All Of His Tools
he Said, "My God Nothing Around Here Works"
well At Least He's Right About Love
yeah At Least He's Right About Love
i'm Laughing So Hard My Sides Start To Split
well I Cannot Be Told And I Will Not Admit
that No One Else Thinks It's A Joke
well At Least I'm Right About Love
well I Don't Trust You Or Anyone Else
and I Don't Trust My Mind When I'm All By Myself
and I Don't Trust The Look In Your Eyes
when You Say You're In Love
yeah When You Say You're In Love
since Everyone Dies And No Ones To Blame
my Life Is A Joke, My Death Is The Same
and Every Last Breath That I Draw
tells The Story Of Love
yeah Every Last Breath That I Draw
tells The Story Of Love
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