Interstate Love Song
waiting, on a sunday afternoon,
for what I read between the lines,
your lies
feelin', like a hand in rusted shame,
so do you laugh or does it cry?
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leavin' on a southern train,
only yesterday,
you lied,
promises of what I seemed to be,
only watched the time, go by,
all of these, things you said to me,
breathing, is the hardest thing to do,
with all I've said and all that's dead for you,
you lied,
good-bye
leavin' on a southern train,
only yesterday,
you lied,
promises of what I seemed to be,
only watched the time, go by,
all of these, things I said to you
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