So you pull me apart
And you're making me answer
But I don't answer to you
I went through days with multiple endings
Just to get through
So now you're nervous
Come out with the crying
Boy, it's hard being you
We looked at the TV for less than an hour
Boy, it's hard being used
You're right
Texas is hot at night
Thank God for the wind
There's a storm in sight
I didn't offer a room
I gave you a bed
Was all that a dream
Was it all in my head (Hmm)
And still even then I'd always write you back
I did you wrong
You did me ten times back
Blood washes away
Even I know that
I stood from the canyon
Looking out to see
The marine layer over Santa Monica sea
Some day I'll disapear like the air underneath
You're right
Texas is hot at night
Thank God for the wind
There's a storm in sight
I didn't offer a room
I gave you a bed
Was all that a dream
Was it all in my head (Ooh)
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