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Stones, know my complaints; driving me to cut your face
From photographs, of times we’d laughed; before changes made final drafts

Cold, like turned shoulders; burdened beneath these boulders
You left behind, with gallons of red wine; and apologies ruined from your lies
Oh… I won’t forget… how it feels… to regret

Jaw, clenched up too tight; suppressing this, urge to fight
(So I) Let it slide, as you smile snide; biding your time ‘till high tide
Oh… I’ve figured out… how you hide… behind doubt

SORRY TO BURST THAT BUBBLE YOU CALL HOME
BUT IT’S NO COINCIDENCE THAT I DON’T PICK UP THE PHONE
I’D RATHER THAT MY CALLS FIRST GO TO CASSETTE
THAN RISK ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR AWKWARD REQUESTS

Fools, they can relate; desiring just a clean slate
But we’re both stuck, in this clichéd muck; forgot all of our good luck

Slow, and without a fuss; I build and expand my trust
From a shanty town, to thriving downtown; slyly expect a break down
Oh… please don’t stare… be sure to… come prepared

SORRY TO BURST THAT BUBBLE YOU CALL HOME
BUT IT’S NO COINCIDENCE THAT I DON’T PICK UP THE PHONE
AND IF THAT’S SOMETHING THAT FILLS YOU WITH REGRET
AT LEAST YOU’LL FEEL SOMETHING OUTSIDE DRUGS AND YOUR DEBT

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from Something Electric This Way Comes​.​.​., released August 1, 2012

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