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Hesitate
02:41
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I paint my face every color
I do my body just the same
I try to blend with the muster
While I hide my thoughts and my pain
You can’t hear what I’m thinking
You can’t feel how I feel
Sometimes I get tired
of being the mouse spinning on your wheel
I will hesitate
I will keep my secret safe
I won't ruin my good name
Before I speak I’ll hesitate
You keep saying you love me
You keep telling me you’re proud
But you don't know who I am
‘Cause I’m not even living out loud
I will hesitate
I will keep my secret safe
I won't ruin my good name
Before I speak I’ll hesitate
You cared about the neighbors talk
Too much to know that I was lost
No apology
But don’t worry, I’m fine
‘Cause I don’t need your peace of mind
Now I’m finally free
I won’t hesitate
I won’t keep my secret safe
I won’t ruin my good name
‘Cause when I speak, I won’t hesitate
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2. |
I Keep Ticking On
02:36
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I woke up in an alley by my work
Laying with my sins my hair in the dirt
I met a guy named Jack he was my friend
Jim took me down in the end
I keep ticking on
I'm tied up with a job I really hate
Keep a smile hold your black tray straight
Get fired for dropping a glass of wine
Screw em all I'm running out of time
I keep ticking on
I'm dancing with the devil by my grave
Telling him decisions that I made
I feel my heart beat deep within my chest
I'm back into the world I almost left
I keep ticking on
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3. |
Collecting My Change
02:08
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I keep a jar by my window
It’s got your name written on it
Just wait until it gets full
I’ll give you everything you’ve ever wanted
I’ve been collecting my change
For you babe
We’re gonna take the highway
To wherever we want to go
Feel the sand, taste the bitter ocean
Climb a mountain in Colorado
I’ve been collecting my change
For you babe
First a nickel, then a quarter
Pennies add up too
I will do anything for you
And if we run out, that’s ok
I’ll start again today
I’ve been collecting my change
For you babe
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4. |
Doll Made of Glass
02:53
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Pretty eyes and a painted face
All dressed up in silk and lace
Very fragile and very kind
Oh how I wish you wanted my time
I’m just a doll made of glass
Sitting on a shelf that you don't look at
Soon I will fall off and crack in half
I’m just a doll made of glass
Just a doll that’s made of glass
Whip me around a shattered room
Hope my heart stops beating soon
Porcelain skin is very thin
Look how easy you got in
I’m just a doll made of glass
Sitting on a shelf that you don't look at
Soon I will fall off and crack in half
I’m just a doll made of glass
Just a doll that’s made of glass
Just leave me alone to collect my dust
I’d rather that then stay in love
With someone who just wanted play
How soon can I forget your name?
As soon as I whither away
I’m just a doll made of glass
Sitting on a shelf that you don't look at
Soon I will fall off and crack in half
I’m just a doll made of glass
Just a doll that’s made of glass
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5. |
I Found Myself in You
02:50
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I sip my coffee every morning
Across the table from you
I study line that trace your face
And I admire the view
You talk about your family and the weather
And I could listen all day long
You’ve got the elegancy of your mother
And your father passed his laugh on
I found myself in you
You found a love in me
You walked a long way through
The rubble of life and you set me free
I decorate our first home
In my head everyday
You’ve been saving money for a ring
And we’ve been picking out our kids names
I found myself in you
You found a love in me
You walked a long way through
The rubble of life and you set me free
I’ll hold you when you’re grieving
If you kiss me when I’m sick
I’ll love you for forever
Or until our time runs thin
I found myself in you
You found a love in me
You walked a long way through
The rubble of life and you set me free
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6. |
Last One Standing
03:09
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I keep painting pretty pictures with a dirty brush
Walking away after not saying much
I bet starin’ out a window with both eyes closed
Is like trying to love with a heart made of stone
I’ve been trying to love with a heart made of stone
I’ve been scrubbing my hands but they won’t come clean
‘Cause soap can’t wash away guilty
I've been holding you with two broken arms
The shards of my bones are causing you harm
The shards of my bones are causing you harm
I’ll be the last one standing
When all is said and done
I’ve got no time for crying
I’ll be the first one to leave
I’ll be the last on standing
I used to walk around a graveyard alone at night
Thought I could love only half alive
If I don't give you anything there’s nothing you can take
I won’t let you touch anything you can break
I won’t let you touch anything you can break
I’ll be the last one standing
When all is said and done
I’ve got no time for crying
I’ll be the first one to leave
I’ll be the last on standing
I’ll be the last one standing
When all is said and done
I’ve got no time for crying
I’ll be the first one to leave
I’ll be the last on standing
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7. |
Pretty Livin’
03:02
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You've never bought a drink at a bar
You've never drove a rundown car
You haven’t felt how harsh life can be
While I sit here on a rocking chair
That I bought at Goodwill’s sale of the year
It was a steal, if you ask me
Well your boyfriend, he is six foot two
Always doing nice things for you
But ya don’t seem to think so
Well I can’t even get a man
I don’t want to hold their hand
A struggle, you wouldn’t know
But you always say
You’ve had a rugged day
Ooh, it must be hard
Livin’ like a movie star
But apparently, it's too tough for me to see
Pretty, pretty livin' ain’t easy
Pretty, pretty livin’ ain’t easy
You throw your fist up in the air
When you find you gotta take the stairs
You don't want your pedicure ruined
My momma she just lost her job
My daddy got in trouble with the law again
The government’s creeping in
You always say
You’ve had a rugged day
Ooh, it must be hard
Livin’ like a movie star
But apparently, it's too tough for me to see
Pretty, pretty livin' ain’t easy
Pretty, pretty livin’ ain’t easy
You’ve got no money to your name
But you got a new Gibson to play
Ooh, it must be hard
Livin’ like a movie star
But apparently, it's too tough for me to see
Pretty, pretty livin' ain’t easy
Pretty, pretty livin’ ain’t easy
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8. |
Sticks & Stones
02:54
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It’s like looking at a dead flower
I lost my pedals, no water
I started acting like a street rat
I found my place under your floor mat
And momma told me I was strong
She didn’t know that she was wrong
Sticks and Stones may break my bones
But nothing can break me like you
You put me down when I’m alone
You do, you do, you do
I shoulda stuck with what I know
I shoulda stuck with sticks and stones
It’s like looking at a crashed car
Coming home from the town bar
I started acting like a loose screw
You stripped me down until you were through
Momma told me I was strong
She didn’t know that she was wrong
Sticks and Stones may break my bones
But nothing can break me like you
You put me down when I’m alone
You do, you do, you do
I shoulda stuck with what I know
I shoulda stuck with sticks and stones
Sticks and Stones may break my bones
But nothing can break me like you
You put me down when I’m alone
You do, you do, you do
I shoulda stuck with what I know
I shoulda stuck with sticks and stones
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9. |
Colorblind
02:54
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Color
Colorblind
I gotta leave this city
My mistakes, my mistakes are following me
I packed up my things and I left your ring
There’s gotta be something wrong with me
There’s gotta be something wrong with me
‘Cause the sun won’t shine if you’re not by my side
You leave an empty heart and a full mind
My worlds in color, but I only see in black and white
I’m colorblind
I’m colorblind
I wonder if you've seen it
The note I left by the sink
Is it the way I left it
Or did the water wash away the ink
Or did the water wash away the ink
‘Cause the sun won’t shine if you’re not by my side
You leave an empty heart and a full mind
My worlds in color, but I only see in black and white
I’m colorblind
I’m colorblind
‘Cause the sun won’t shine if you’re not by my side
You leave an empty heart and a full mind
My worlds in color, but I only see in black and white
I’m colorblind
I’m colorblind
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I found myself a problem
That I don’t think I’ll fix
Better duct tape my mouth shut
To keep my secrets in
To keep my secrets in
Cotton sheets lay on the bed
And let me doze right off
I got you right by my side
You'd think that's all I’d want
You think that’s all I'd want
I’ve been talking in my sleep
And I hope you don't listen closely
Morning conversations
They ain’t going so smooth
Wrong side of the bed
Carries to the afternoon
Yeah, to the afternoon
I’ve been talking in my sleep
And it hasn’t been about you and me
Dinner time rolls around
And you aren't eating much
Slide my hand on over
But you flinch when we touch
Yeah, you flinch when we touch
I’ve been talking in my sleep
And you’ve been listening closely
Another night grows darker
And we get into bed
Look over my shoulder and you’ve got earplugs in
Yeah, you’ve got earplugs in
Yeah, you’ve got earplugs in
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