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Bitch (live)
04:11
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I wish that you had been a bitch
so maybe I could be a whore
the way you did the things you did
just makes me wonder if there’s more
But if you want me off your hitch
why don’t you treat me like a bitch
I wish you’d look me in the eye
And tell me you don’t give a shit
So maybe I could buy some wine
and try to forget about it
so baby grant me just one wish
why don’t you treat me like a bitch
I don’t want to want you baby baby
You always hide behind a smile
So I’ll keep me thinking that there’s hope
You keep me in denial
cause you don’t want to let me go
next time you throw me in the ditch
why don’t you treat me like a bitch
I don’t want to want you baby baby
Why don’t you treat me like a bitch?
so someone else can treats me right
i think it’s time we burn this bridge
and I get you out of my life
but before my feelings switch
why don’t you treat me like a bitch
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2. |
Hold Your Hand (live)
03:29
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She talks in plans and schemes sometimes as if God might hear her
and decide to bring her dreams to life
She acts so nervous and yet so kind and I want to be near her
I can’t seem to get her out of my mind
Suddenly she smiles at me her heart beats as I say
If I could hold your hand
for just another minute (just another minute baby)
then I’d hold your heart for a year
If I had a plan
I promise you’d be in it (promise you’d be in it baby)
but half my life I don’t understand
I just want to lie here and hold your hand
She talks in memories sometimes as if I might forget her
I keep telling her that she’s all mine
She’s saying something don’t seem right but she’s never been better
Because she’s never felt so alive
Silently and magically our eyes meet as I say
She asks me this is real
I just hope she feels
Something that is good again
Cause she’s been hurt so long
If I could hold your hand
for just another minute (just another minute baby)
then I’d hold your heart for a year
If I had a plan
I promise you’d be in it (promise you’d be in it baby)
but half my life I don’t understand
I just want to lie here and hold your hand
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3. |
Happy Together (live)
03:03
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4. |
Poisoned Cake (live)
04:39
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Poisoned cake, just a taste and you'll be dying
'cause the sin of not trying her turns your stomach into icing
Poisoned cake, I am wishing that I was washing
off the frosting from my fingers 'cause vanilla always lingers
Moving on
Isn't moving better
Isn't moving happy
'cause happy is with you
Since you've gone
All these words are empty
which means they must be broken
I guess there must be plenty
of reasons
I must be moving on
Poisoned cake (when I look in your eyes) in her batter I see anger
but it's stranger than just that
'cause just like me there's a hunger
Poisoned cake (neither in songs nor life), I could never catch her flavor
It was labor I regret
though I hate it I still crave her
Poisoned, poisoned cake, I am longing to move backwards
poisoned, poisoned, poisoned, poisoned
Poisoned cake, she will never meet her maker
'cause the baker came and went
but he's not saving her for later
Former love, I am noticing nostalgia
but of all the things it's for, please not me
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