Don’t want to spend my time, wishing you were here / Don’t want to spend my time alone / Don’t want to waste my life, dwelling on the past / Don’t want to lock myself at home
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Free me (glodfinger) / I didn’t ask you to take me from here / I didn’t ask to be broken / I didn’t ask to stroke my hair
You say nothin’ matters to me / You say we got broken history / Hold the knife, away from me / You say I don’t get how you think
Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street / From my window I’m staring while my coffee grows cold / Look over there! Where? There! / There’s a lady that I used to know
Woke up, it’s a beautiful day again / One love, it’s trippin to the air / It’s 10 AM and I’m feeling just fine / Rolled up to the liquor store on Diamond Street
Met her sunday, that was yesterday / The girl I knew from 1990 / Her eyes are hazel her name is mable / I kissed her once and now I’m able to
So here I go and there you went…againJust another stupid thing that I done wrong.Locked up in my head, knocked down, beaten, left for deadWith all those brilliant things I should have said.I gotta get away, and find something to do’Cause everything I hear, everything I see, reminds me of you.Still counting the days I’ve been without you 1, 2, 3, 4…Still counting the days that you’ve been gone.Day one, was no fun.Day two, i hated you.By day three I wish you’d come right back to me.Day four, five and six, well I guess you just don’t give ashit.Day seven, this is hell. this is hell.I gotta get away, and find something to do.But everything I hear, everything I see, reminds me of you.Still counting the days I’ve been without you 1, 2, 3, 4…Still counting the days that you’ve been gone.Still counting the days since you left me. 1,2,3,4…Still counting the days since you’ve been gone.A thousand things I wanna say to you, but it’s too late now.A thousand things I wanna say…A thousand things I wanna say to you, but it’s too late now.A thousand things I wanna say…Still counting the days I’ve been without you.Still counting the days that you’ve been gone.Still counting the days I’ve been without you 1, 2, 3, 4…Still counting the days that you’ve been gone.Still counting the days since you left me 1, 2, 3, 4…Still counting the days that you’ve been gone.Gone…Gone…Gone…Gone…
Moving on the floor now babe you’re a bird of paradise / Cherry ice cream smile I suppose it’s very nice / With a step to your left and a flick to the right / You catch that mirror way out west
One by one, they all fall down / Try to catch them when they hit the ground / I’m off to face my future / I’m off to face the war
The temperature changesit chills me to the boneit makes me wish that I wascleaning myself at homeit makes me grumpy andsometimes i lose hopethe waters hard, so i cannever rinse the soapand it’s got no pressurethe water dribbles down on meand it’s got no pressureit’s like the showers going to pee