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falling out the windowtripping on a wrinkle in the rugfalling out of love, dearit hurt much worse when you gave upjust don't tell me which way I oughta runor what good I could do anyone'cause my heart it was a gunbut it's unloaded nowso don't botherclimbing up the ladderbreaking my shin on the very first rungwaking up the neighborsit's all right,they understand they're just as dumband they don't tell me which way I oughta runor what good I could do anyone'cause my heart it was a gunbut it's unloaded nowso don't bother me nowdon't bothercrawling back to you now
I sold my guitar to the girl next doorshe asked me if I knew how
I told her I don't think so anymoredon't tell me which way I oughta runwhat good could I do anyone'cause my heart it was a gunbut it's unloaded nowso don't bother
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