He left his books, his car, clothes, and a note but all I wrote was: "Tonight I'm leaving on a train." He says he headed west to do well for a night of more and, well, I can not blame him but if you think it is just one more sunset And after all, is not his fault if he has not caught on yet so why'd you have to go? Is there anything I could say to make you turn around? Cause nights like these I wish I had told you not to go there anybody there? Can someone help me out ofhere? Cause you're walking down a road that I can not go She says she headed west to do well for one more night and, well, I can not blame him but if you think it is just one more sunset And after all, is his fault if he has not yet taken hold So why'd you have to go? Is there anything I could say to make you turn around? Cause nights like these I wish I had told you not to go there anybody there? Can someone help me out here? Cause you're walking down a road that I can not goAs you try, I just can not handle this I lost myself inside a drunken kiss And I, all I wanted was walking home Save a sad song for the sing-along Oh my God, I just can not handle this I lost myself inside a drunken kiss And I, all I wanted was walking home Save a sad song for the sing-along And she thinks she will be my tourniquet as the record on my stereo plays his favorite song for two whole days and resistance stretched for miles and miles and what I'd give to another...
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