Through It All
August 4, 2012
Well she don't mind if I
Go around back to take this call
No no she won't mind if I
Brought about it all
Right there my soul stands tall
Absent through it all
Broken plates evade my face
Against my bedroom wall
Beneath the windowsill
Where we once fell in love
Let's make peace like turtle doves
And walk back home now through the mud
Well she don't mind if I
Come back home at 4 am
No no she don't mind if I
Leave her all alone again
Right there my soul stands tall
Absent through it all
Make up like it never was
You always knew I was a dud
Above my comfy bed
Where you once rest your head
Can't we forget all that I've said
Awake where the past is dead
Well she don't mind if I
Bare knuckles through her wall
No no she don't mind if I
Yell and scream even more
Right there my soul stands tall
Absent through it all
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