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Concrete Heart
04:14
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I'm blind folded, taking swings in the dark
Mind open, frozen heart
And I'm crying as soft as I can
If you can't hear me it's as if I never began
Hold on to me if we're going down we're going down together
I only like to hold your hand in perfect weather
But sunny days and yellow rays never seem to warm
My Concrete Heart
I either feel nothing or feel way to much
Beg you to slow down then force you to rush
And I'm so tired or being at a loss of words
The few I scream are never even heard
Hold on to me if we're going down we're going down together
I only like to hold your hand in perfect weather
But sunny days and yellow rays never seem to warm
My Concrete Heart
I close the blinds once the sun comes up
And I'll take my time falling in and out of love
I'll change my mind without your consent
My bloods not cold babe, it's cement
Hold on to me if we're going down we're going down together
I only like to hold your hand in perfect weather
But sunny days and yellow rays never seem to warm
My Concrete Heart
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Betty
04:35
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Betty has always lived her life real close to the renaissance fair
She's not a fan of the dark ages but she likes to know they're there
They're there
Now all her life she'd watch from windows as cars drove round outside
With her Thermostat up and her "Frasier" mug she had the perfect place to hide
To Hide
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
I just hope you'll try
Betty lives off the garden Sam had started years before
They grew their own tomatoes though he liked the store-bought more
More
And Betty sees no reason to keep dreaming all alone
Cause Sam has gone and left her life but he hasn't left her home
Her Home
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
I just hope you'll try
I know he's gone the days are long
Seems the sun don't shine so bright
And yes Betty he took you for granted,
But he didn't take your life
Your life
Betty won't you live your life?
Betty won't you live your life?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
Betty won't you leave your house tonight?
I just hope you'll try
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Leavin'
04:57
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I'm not moving on just yet
I'm not one of those to easily forget
I'm not gonna hide, not gonna censor my words
And don't you forget, you heard it here first
You lied and you cheated
I approached, you receded
When you cried, I believed it
You loved, now you're leaving
And it won't go away so fast
It feels like the sun hot on your back
And you won't know, won't see it begin
But soon it'll itch as it burns your skin
You lied and you cheated
I approached, you receded
When you cried, I believed it
You loved, now you're leaving
Don't use me
Won't go down so easily
Don't use me
I won't go down so easily
You lied and you cheated
I approached, you receded
When you cried, I believed it
You loved, now you're leaving
You loved, now you're leaving
You loved, now you're leaving
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Ava Heatley New York
singer-songwriter, hypochondriac, lactose-intolerant. not in that order.
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