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I Left My Heart in Ogden
03:24
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You had me stuck on one, I thought that I was done messing around with other girls for good. Two times that I have tried- tried to make it right by trying to spend my vacant days with you.
I can understand how tricky it must feel
A seven hundred mile one-way trip
But I'll drive all night to be with you again
I waited at your work, Chili's afterwards, Office marathon in bed.
I dropped you off at work, you said that you would call me after you got off at 10.
I can understand how tricky it must feel
A seven hundred mile one-way trip
But I'll drive all night to be with you again
I'm walking 25th Street all alone
Waiting for a message on the telephone
Walking these shops, obsessing over you
I'm aching to see your face and hear your voice
Coming out this way I felt I had no choice
But to drive all night to be with you again
My broken heart was bleeding til I met you, girl
It's just a feeling, I confess
Love has always shit on me throughout my life
But I think I love you-
I think I love you
But I waited at your work, they said that you had clocked out two hours long ago. I sat outside and cried, called a million times to see what was up with you.
I can understand how tricky it must feel
It didn't have to end this way again
I hope you'll be okay in the end
I'm walking 25th Street all alone
Waiting for a message on the telephone
I'm stuck with this fading memory of you
I'm aching to see your face and hear your voice
Coming out this way I felt I had no choice
But to drive all night to be with you again
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Another night, another show
In a town that I have never been in before
I play another punk rock set
Day drinking makes me feel regret
Today I'm off to Portland
Zooming down I-84
What the fuck was I ever thinking
Booking this fucked solo tour
I'm getting old for this punk rock life
My time, my life I've wasted
All this fresh air that I've never tasted
Tired all the time and I feel so jaded
Wanna see the city but I'm so irritated
I wanna get drunk in a town I've never been before
Hang out with new friends after a punk rock show
Responsibility might be knocking on my door
But regret's got me jumping right out the window
I'm getting old for this punk rock life
'Cause I have a hard time making friends
Living life like I'm playing pretend
When my mind's still young but my body's getting older
This isn't how I want my story to end
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It seems when you've got the things that they want
Everyone will always flock to you
The way it works out, it's like cashing your crop
It's the nicest thing to do
But when the time comes, when you're fucking stuck
They won't come to help you-
Go eat your heart out, they're just fucking rude
When you join your scene, they say to pay your dues
Their enthusiastic heart and ecofriendly canvas shoes
Gatekeep pretentiously while you're too fucking shy
They say "do it together," then they'll let you DIY
But I'm too ska for the punks,
And too punk for the rudies
Too optimistic for emo even though I'm moody
Too emo for the pop punk kids
Even though helped these fucking kids
They won't set a fucking show up even though they know me
It seems when you've got the things that they want
Everyone will always flock to you
The way it works out, it's like cashing your crop
It's the nicest thing to do
But when the time comes, when you're fucking stuck
They won't come to help you-
Go eat your heart out, they're just fucking
Pandering their consciousness, fake empathy abound
Bleeding hearts for the causes just to propagate their sound
Hipsters always seem to seek to appeal to something higher
But in the end, it seems they're always preaching to the choir
And if you're white, well that's not right
And if you're brown, then "fool, I'm down
To fight the racism and chauvinistic alt-right clowns-
Education's gone to my head, I'll speak for you to help you out"
When the fuck did I ask for you to put some words inside my mouth?
It seems when you've got the things that they want
Everyone will always flock to you
The way it works out, it's like cashing your crop
It's the nicest thing to do
But when the time comes, when you're fucking stuck
They won't come to help you-
Go eat your heart out, they're just fucking
Inconsiderate about the times that you have helped them out
Punk rock's really not about abusing your own fucking clout
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The Worst Thing
02:58
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The worst thing you could do is tell someone you love them when you don't
Why can't you admit that you weren't into me?
Why did you have to lead me on?
It's so shameful how we have some history
How you're immortalized in this song
It didn't have to end this way you didn't have to send me to hell
It didn't have to end this way you didn't have to lie right to yourself
The worst thing you could do is tell someone you love them when you don't
The worst thing you could feel is feel you have to grieve when they leave
Your lyin' eyes, your broken smile has my mind stuck in denial
Your deceitfulness is just a trial-
I'll be okay, but after a while
I never wanna feel this way, I never wanna feel this again
I never ever wanna have to deal with you playing pretend
I never wanna treat someone the same way that you hurt me
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Nate Funk San Bernardino, California
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