1. |
Worst Intentions
03:45
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2. |
Perfect Words (Acoustic)
03:00
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I was always dreaming of a day
When all the math adds up differently
I was always dreaming of that day
When all this space and time don't mean a thing
I was always dreaming of a day when I take you away
And we both shut our brains off
Living in the moment for a change and forget about everything else that surrounds us
Don't want to make you wait
There's nothing left to say
I'll write the perfect words
And sing them for you
Send chills down your spine
Like hearing a new
Favorite song for the first time
It just sticks the first time
And you just know, you do
I was always dreaming of a day when I'd take you away
And we both shut our brains off
Living in the moment for a change and forget about everything else that's around us
Don't want to make you wait
There's nothing left to say so
I'll write the perfect words
And sing them for you
Send chills down your spine
Like hearing a new
Favorite song for the first time
It just sticks the first time
And you just know, you do
You just know
And you just know, you do
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3. |
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knew when I read it in your lips
That you’d be back around
(You’ll never live this down)
I knew when I read your late night message
You needed some attention
(It’s all you wanted)
Not knowing is hell
(Not knowing is hell)
Not knowing what you do
Do you know where you’ll sleep tonight?
Your friends are saying one thing, but I can read your mind
So just go, leave your lips locked tight
‘Cause talking leads to nothing, and nothing’s gonna make this right
Late night calls and bloodshot eyes
I’m through with tired alibis
Not knowing is hell
Not know is hell
What you do
First chance, so you better clear your conscience
Before this gets around
(You’ll never live this down)
Last chance, come clean its time to face it
And save your reputation
I’m asking do you know where you’ll sleep tonight?
Your friends are saying one thing, but I can read your mind
So just go, leave your lips locked tight
‘Cause talking leads to nothing, and nothing’s gonna make this right
Late night calls and bloodshot eyes
I’m through with tired alibis
We can’t keep living out this lie
Just let me know what you decide
Late night calls and bloodshot eyes
I’m through with tired alibis
Spare me your disguise ’cause I know
Where you’ll sleep tonight
Your friends are saying one thing
But I can change your mind
So just go, leave your lips locked tight
Cause talking leads to nothing
And nothing’s gonna make this right
Leave your lips locked tight
Talking leads to nothing
And nothing’s gonna make this right
Oh no, it’s not right
‘Cause talking leads to nothing
And nothing’s gonna make this right
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4. |
Hollywood
04:01
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Let’s take a drive out to Hollywood
I need to see this country before I can call it my home
Afraid to settle here, my roots are growing deep
Long days, highways, the sun on my face
You trace the map with your finger for days
At every stop, the cities are calling out your name
Hey, hey, you know we’re in no hurry
These things take time but you don’t have to worry
So what if it’s a big mistake?
I’ve got a lot more to make, a lot more to make
Last night I dreamt my own funeral
Searching through the faces ’til I settled in on yours
You looked so lonely there
I decided I’ll never leave
But then the lights went out
And I was falling down
Calling out your name
You’re not to blame
It’s the worst thing I have heard
Hey, hey, you know we’re in no hurry
These things take time but you don’t have to worry
So what if it’s a big mistake?
I’ve got a lot more to make, a lot more to make
I looked and you were
Oh, you were gone
Then I woke and you were
Oh, you were there are all along
Hey, hey, you know we’re in no hurry
These things take time but you don’t have to worry
So what if it’s a big mistake?
I’ve got a lot more to make, a lot more to make
The cities are calling out your name
We’re heading for the window
As they’re blocking off the doorway
Trying to count the days since you last felt alive like this
I looked and you were, oh, you were gone
Then I woke and you were, oh, you were there are all along
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