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Amos The Transparent

She packed up her bags and she's heading out She said I know that I'm ready with such beautiful doubt It seems that you want nothing, but I want it all

The one time I thought I made my mind I fell so far behind I struggled for air And one day I'll get so far away, I won't even dare to say that I've been

I can't wait 'cause when we meet it'll be One hell of a wonderful day I'm sorry if I won't be half what you hoped for As I've grown tired of watching

I write songs for all the boys and girls at home with broken hearts I think I can play that part I don't write songs to fill your bank accounts and fill

You said you'd only go if I went But who were we to know of choices we'd regret I thought that I'd be strong and you'd help me to forget We knew I was

When you're caught sleeping is your mind dreaming of this? And when you're out messing around is this what you miss? If I crawled back again, would it

When I sat down on the bed and you started to cry oh my It seemed that no one could erase that sad look on your face if they tried It must have been a

It starts in my lungs and moves to my lips and makes its way down to your heart You shouldn't have to worry about this make up down your cheek, this true

I'm on my way back down where we'd lay to rest and waste the days away Can you believe she was just seventeen as you held her hair and prayed