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Brand New - Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don’t

I am heaven sent
Don’t you dare forget
I am all you’ve ever wanted
What all the other boys all promised
Sorry I told
I just needed you to know
I think in decimals and dollars
I am the cause to all your problems
Shelter from cold
We are never alone
Coordinate brain and mouth
Then ask me what it’s like to have myself so figured out
I wish I knew
I hope this song starts a craze.
The kind of song that ignites the airwaves
The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are
with whoever they’re there with
This is war
Every line is about who I don’t wanna write about anymore.
I hope you come down with something
they can’t diagnose, don’t have the cure for
Holding on to your grudge
Oh it’s so hard to have someone to love
And keeping quiet is hard
Cause you can’t keep a secret
if it never was a secret to start
(at least pretend you didn’t want to get caught)
We’re concentrating on falling apart
We were contenders, now throwing the fights
I just want to believe…I just want to believe..I just want to believe.. in us
Oh, we’re so controversial
We are [I am] entirely smooth
We admit to the truth
We are [I am] the best at what we do
And these are the words you wish you wrote down
This is the way you wish your voice sounds Handsome and smart
Ooh, my tongue’s the only muscle on my body
that works harder than my heart
And it’s all from watching t.v.
And from speeding up my breathing
Would’nt stop if I could
Oh, it hurts to be this good
You’re holding on to your grudge
Oh, it hurts to always have to be honest with the one that you love
Oh, so let it go
This is the grace only we can bestow
This is the price you pay for loss of control
This is the break in the bend
This is the closest of calls
This is the reason you’re alone
This is the rise and fall