I'll walk with the moon tonight
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And cut through the air with a curse like a knife
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And it can float around and I can do what I like
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There's no good place in town but I feel alright
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I ain't gonna talk like your sweetheart, no
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I'm through messing around
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And I ain't gonna talk like your sweetheart, no
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I'm through always letting you down
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There's nothing left and I am sure that it's a sign
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That maybe I'm about as good as gone
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I know it's best that in this empty heart of mine
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Is where I'll begin to moving on
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Oh, move on
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I fit right on the face of the earth
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So inane and soar
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And I took it all for what it was worth
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Cause it's not worth a penny more
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Not anymore
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And I ain't gonna talk like a gentleman, no
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I'm thorough always chasing you around
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I ain't gonna talk like a gentleman, no
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I'm sick of always letting myself down
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There's nothing left and I am sure that it's alright
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And I was always just about as good as gone
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And I know it's best that in this broken heart of mine is where I'll begin to moving on
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Oh, move on
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Houston, TX
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Deer Tick |