Shooting off vicious collections of words
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The losers make facts by the things they have heard
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And I find myself trying hard to defend them
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I made decisions some right and some wrong
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And I let some love go I wish wasn't gone
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These things and more I wish I had not done
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But I can't go back
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And I don't want to
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'Cause all my mistakes
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They brought me to you
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I have some "friends" they don't know who I am
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So I write quotations around the word friends
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But I have a couple that have always been there for me
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And I missed some fun 'cause I worked through the dawn
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Expecting your praise when I returned home
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But I paid the cost 'cause I got left alone for the songs
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But I can't go back
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And I don't want to
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'Cause all my mistakes
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They brought me to you
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All My Mistakes
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| The Avett Brothers |
