Song Lyrics
I got knocked out i know when you come to town, but it s always my fault
I can t make the damn phone ring, stalking poor blake commiserating drunks at sea
i know where you drop your dime and whom it s for
but it s always my fault
Always it s your forgiveness, i m an old fly buddy just a blue coach class acquaintance
It s simply pathetic if i call you anymore, i can t figure it now we tallied our scores
I can still see you now pictures are in every town, i m sure you do and don t look at me, stalking poor blake commiserating drunks at sea
I can t make the damn phone ring, i m not good enough to time our cup of coffee 15 years was long enough, this unbalanced resolve i must be hateful
Do you remember when jawbreaker rocked the boat, always it s your forgiveness
I can t make the damn phone ring, i can still write it down i must be hateful
do you remember when jawbreaker rocked the boat
I can still see you now pictures are in every town, i can still write it down i must be hateful Hateful, so i hang up the phone call it a small sacrifice
Another hard knocks day acquaintance, you still hear me now
I m an old fly buddy just a blue coach class acquaintance, so i hang up the phone call it a small sacrifice
Look at me i m an old colleague, always it s your forgiveness
another hard knocks day acquaintance
i m an old fly buddy just a blue coach class acquaintance
Another hard knocks day acquaintance, i m sure you do and don t look at me Joey, i know where you drop your dime and whom it s for
finally you are free of me it must be true cause it only makes sense
i m sure you do and don t look at me
I can still see you now pictures are in every town, look at me i m an old colleague, i can t figure it now we tallied our scores
I m sure you do and don t look at me, you still hear me now dear you the vinyl it was blue
So i hang up the phone call it a small sacrifice, it s simply pathetic if i call you anymore
I m not good enough to time our cup of coffee 15 years was long enough, it s simply pathetic if i call you anymore
I can t make the damn phone ring, i m sure you do and don t look at me
Do you remember when jawbreaker rocked the boat, i know where you drop your dime and whom it s for
I m sure you do and don t look at me, i m an old fly buddy just a blue coach class acquaintance
i can t make the damn phone ring
I know where you drop your dime and whom it s for, finally you are free of me it must be true or you d give a minute, i m sure you do and don t look at me
Look at me i m an old colleague, i can hang up the phone even at those lofty heights
you still hear me now dear you the vinyl it was blue