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ABBY, SHE CAUGHT MY EYE IN A DOORWAY
ABBY, SHE’S GOT AN ITCH SHE CAN’T STAY
ABBY, I’VE BEEN CLEAN FOR A WHILE
TELL ME, HOW COME IT CHANGES WHEN I SEE YOUR SMILE
ABBY, HAVE YOU BEEN HERE BEFORE
TELL ME, MAY I TOUCH YOU SOME MORE
ABBY, THEY’RE AFRAID I MIGHT GET STUCK
CLEARLY, YOU CAN SEE I DON’T GIVE A FUCK

INSANE THAT YOU THOUGHT THAT I WOULD GIVE UP ON YOU
I WILL TRY MY BEST TO REACH YOUR SOFT SPOT
EVEN THOUGH YOU TRY TO SCARE ME AND SAY
THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO TO MAKE YOU MINE

ABBY, THAT TIME YOU GOT ME ALONE
MAYBE, I’M LIKE A TOY THAT YOU OWN
ABBY, YOU KNOW YOU DRIVE ME INSANE
TELL ME, COULD WE DO IT AGAIN

INSANE THAT YOU THOUGHT THAT I WOULD GIVE UP ON YOU
I WILL TRY MY BEST TO REACH YOUR SOFT SPOT
EVEN THOUGH YOU TRY TO SCARE ME AND SAY
THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO TO MAKE YOU MINE


I CAN’T GET YOU OFF MY MIND
I CAN’T !...

ABBY, I’VE BEEN THINKING OF YOUR MOUTH
TELL ME, WILL YOU APPEAR ON MY COUCH
ABBY, I KNOW YOU SAID WE WERE DEAD
TELL ME, COULD WE GO ON INSTEAD
ABBY, I’M YOUR LIFE-SIZE PUPPET
ABBY, SINCE THE FIRST DAY WE MET
ABBY, I’LL HOLD ON TO MY MEMORIES
ABBY, I WILL SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS

INSANE THAT YOU THOUGHT THAT I WOULD GIVE UP ON YOU
I WILL TRY MY BEST TO REACH YOUR SOFT SPOT
EVEN THOUGH YOU TRY TO SCARE ME AND SAY
THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO TO MAKE YOU MINE

I WAS LOOKING INTO THE MIRROR
MY EYES BURNING OUT
NO WAY TO WIN YOU OVER
THAT’S WHAT THIS IS ABOUT

YOU CAN NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU GET IN
AND AS I WATCHED THE CEILING I REMEMBERED THE SICK GRIN
NO ROOM FOR MY DUMB THOUGHTS
HARD WORK TO CONNECT THE DOTS

AND IT’S STARING AT ME SIDEWAYS
IT’S LURKING ON MY TONGUE
AND I LOCK MYSELF UP
I RUN INTO BEFORE
GRAB THE ALLIGATOR
TRY IT ON A SUNDAY
NEVERMIND THE COLOUR
I KNOW I AM TO BLAME

THE FIRECRACKERS ARE ALMOST GONE NOW
WHAT WOULD YOU SAY
IT’S ALMOST TIME FOR THE ARROW AND THE CAT
I CAN’T REMEMBER A THING

DON’T PUSH ME OVER
I’M NOT READY YET
GET YOURSELF A MOTHER
IT’S THE LAST CHANCE YOU GET

IT’S THE LAST CHANCE YOU GET

LATE EVENING AT THE STATION
SHE’S BREATHING IN THE COLD COLD AIR
THE LAST TRAIN IS DELAYED
SO SHE’S LOOKIN- AROUND HER

HOW QUIET CAN A RAILWAY BE
I WATCH THIS GIRL WAITING ALONE
NO HISS NO TRAIN NO SOUL
STRANGE HOW SILENCE MAKES MINDS CLOSER

HERE IS YOUR CHANCE
HOW DUMB IS IT
YOU’VE GOT TO WAIT
AND YOU CAN’T SPEAK

LATE EVENING AT THE STATION
HE’S LOOKING AT THE BILLBOARD
THE LAST TRAIN IS DELAYED
HE’S PRETENDING SHE’S NOT HERE

HOW QUIET CAN A RAILWAY BE
I LOOK AT HIM WAITING ALONE
NO HISS NO TRAIN NO SOUL
HIS HANDS TREMBLING, HE’S BUSTED

HERE IS YOUR CHANCE
HOW DUMB IS IT
YOU’VE GOT TO WAIT
AND YOU CAN’T SPEAK
WHY DON’T WE SPEAK
WHY DON’T WE SHARE
IS IT SO STRANGE
TO FEEL SO CLOSE

SEE THE FOOL’S BEEN WALKING IN SEPTEMBER SHOES
WHEN THE SKY WAS GREY AND YOU GOT THE GOOD NEWS
I KNOW I’M BACK WITH MY BOOKS AND MY TIE
BUT EVERYTIME I’M OUT THE DOOR ALL I HEAR IS GOODBYE

SEE THE FOOL’S BEEN WALKING IN OCTOBER SHOES
YOU KNOW WHEN MY MIND WAS BLUE LIKE THAT BRUISE
I REMEMBER YOUR FACE WHEN YOU STARED AT ME
WHEN I CAME IN LATE AND IT SMELLED LIKE COFFEE

SEE THE FOOL’S BEEN WALKING IN NOVEMBER SHOES
PLAYING AGAIN MEMORIES LIGHTING MY FUSE
WITHDRAWING BEFORE THE GAME IS A COWARDLY ACT
YOU WEREN’T SO FEARLESS AS IT TURNS OUT

SEE THE FOOL’S BEEN WALKING IN DECEMBER SHOES
I’VE MADE UP MY MIND, YOU HAD NO EXCUSE
THE CHAIR IS EMPTY AT THE SPOT WHERE YOU SAT
BUT YOUR PRESENCE LINGERS NO MATTER WHAT

YOU ALWAYS SEEM SO BUSY
INTO YOURSELF TO EVEN GLANCE AT ME
WILL YOU COME KNOCK ON MY DOOR
PLEASE KNOCK ON MY DOOR

CAN I HAVE A LITTLE OF YOUR TIME

YOU’RE WAY BEHIND
I’M TELLING YOU YOU’RE BLIND
YOU’RE CLUELESS WHEN I WEEP
THAT’S WHY I NEVER FALL ASLEEP

CAN I HAVE A LITTLE OF YOUR TIME

PUT ME IN YOUR POCKET
DO IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT
KEEP ME FROM BEING UPSET
I’M TIRED OF CRAWLING FROM UNDER YOUR SEAT

YOU ALWAYS SEEM SO BUSY

CAN I HAVE A LITTLE OF YOUR TIME

AT THE BACK OF THE WALL
AT THE BACK OF THE WALL
MY BONES, YOUR SKIN, MY HANDS
YOUR LIPS, MY MOUTH, YOUR LEGS

HAIL TO YOUR SKIN
A DIFFERENT KIND OF LOVE
THIS COULD BE A BAD THING
BUT I’VE WAITED TOO LONG

AT THE BACK OF THE WALL
AT THE BACK OF THE WALL
MY BONES, YOUR SKIN, MY HANDS
YOUR LIPS, MY MOUTH, YOUR LEGS
AT THE BACK OF THE WALL

HAIL TO YOUR SKIN
A DIFFERENT KIND OF LOVE
THIS COULD BE A BAD THING
BUT I’VE WAITED TOO LONG

I’VE GOT THE ROUGH SEX BLUES

I’VE BEEN SITTING IN YOUR CAR
LISTENING TO THE RAIN
ENJOYING THE DARK
AS I HOLD YOUR HAND

SUMMER RAIN
MAKING US DUMB KIDS
SUMMER RAIN
HOLDS OUR MEMORIES

DRIVING IN YOUR CAR
WINDOWS WIDE OPEN
READY FOR A WAR
YOU AND I HAVE FUN

SUMMER RAIN
MAKING US DUMB KIDS
SUMMER RAIN
HOLDS OUR MEMORIES

CLIMBING UP THAT HILL
THIS CASTLE IS OUR HOME
NEWEST KING AND QUEEN
RULING OUR KINGDOM

WALKING IN THE STREET
SHOWING OUR BARE SKIN
SKIPPING A HEARTBEAT
WE CAN ONLY WIN

WE CAN ONLY WIN
WE CAN ONLY WIN

IT WAS LATE IN THE EVENING
WAITING ON DELANCEY STREET
EXCITEMENT IN OUR CHESTS BURNING
BUT FOR US NO SEAT

HANGING OUT ON THE SIDEWALK
TRYING TO DO SOMETHING ELSE
ENDED UP IN AN ICE CREAM SHOP
THEN GOING BACK THERE, JUST IN CASE

GOING DOWN THE STAIRS
INSIDE THE VENUE
HOLDING OUR BREATH
HERE’S TWO TICKETS FOR YOU

WALKING THROUGH THE CROWD
COULDN’T BELIEVE WE WERE THERE
HIGH ON OUR LITTLE CLOUD
ENJOYING THE THRILL IN THE AIR

SCREAMING VOICE IN THE MICROPHONE
ROOM ON FIRE AND DANCING
CHORDS VIBRATING IN OUR BONES
TO THE TOP OF OUR LUNGS WE SING

THE COLD CITY FELT WARM
A SPECIAL MOMENT IN BETWEEN FRIENDS
THE MUSIC FELT LIKE A CHARM
WE WERE HAPPY, OUR DRINKS IN OUR HANDS

WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
YOUR BED WILL BE READY, AS WILL BE MY ARMS
WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
THE AIR WILL BE WARM, YOUR HAT ON YOUR HEAD

WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
THE PIE WILL BE BAKING AND MY HEART WILL SING
WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
THE KIDS WILL PLAY THE EVENING ON THE SWING

WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
MY HANDS WILL MAKE SURE ALL OF YOU IS SAFE
WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
YOUR CHAIR AND YOUR BOOKS WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU

WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
YOU CAN CLOSE YOUR EYES AND FALL DEEP ASLEEP
WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
THE WALLS WILL WELCOME YOUR LAUGH AGAIN

WHEN YOU COME BACK HOME
PLEASE DON’T EVER LEAVE AGAIN

YOU BELONG HERE

AND SHE’S WALKING TO THE DOOR
MY TICKET IN HER HAND
MY BONES ROOTED IN THE GROUND
AND I GET LOST IN MY THOUGHTS

I WISH I WAS THIS TICKET
TIGHT IN HER HAND
I WISH I WAS THIS TICKET
TIGHT IN HER HAND

THE OLD PIANO REMAINS STANDING
AND THE RED LIGHT FLICKERS
STUCK BEHIND MY WINDOW
MY EYES GROW BIGGER

I WISH I WAS THIS TICKET
TIGHT IN HER HAND
I WISH I WAS THIS TICKET
TIGHT IN HER HAND