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Teeth​​​

​Listen

 

Are you a real good man?​

Aren't you a stand-up guy?

Captain of the ship and expert in comforting lies

I got a crush again

He had a summer job

Does his own laundry too

Different than you

He's not a snob​

Thank god

He's not like you

I know

I was addicted to the smoke you blew

I know you

So shut your mouth

Find someone else

To sink your teeth into​

I like to go outside

You always kept me in

Maybe you'll change for her

Here's to pointless hoping

I've heard some scary things

Your rejects said you did

We're lying on the beach as you try to un-sink your ship​

Thank god

He's not like youI know I was addicted to the smoke you blew

I know you

So shut your mouth

Find someone else

To sink your teeth into

To sink your teeth into

To sink your teeth into

​She loves youYou're in shambles

He loves me, has good examples

Shot it dead, she's crying now

You can't stop

You don't know how

Fucking awful

Manic eyes

I hope you drink until you die

Liver damage

Broken home

I could save her, but I won't

​She won't believe me

Never believed me

And never will​

Thank god

He's not like you

I know I was addicted to the smoke you blew

I know you

So shut your mouth

Find someone else

To sink your teeth into

(To sink your teeth into)

To sink your teeth into

(To sink your teeth into)

To sink your teeth into

(To sink your teeth into)

To sink your teeth into​

Beautiful Girls

Unreleased

You’re all on the beach now

And he's with you that's the story

I guess they're flying planes now

Just to bask in all your glory

Comments are so low-brow

What a dumb thing to read into

Messages so crowded

Because everybody wants a piece of you

You’re just so special baby

He'll make you dinner every night

That your dad is gone

'Cause he’s passed out on the lawn

No one’s ever moving on

What have you done to your beautiful girl

To your beautiful girl

To your daughter honey?

What have you done to your beautiful girl,

Oh your beautiful girl

Oh hell

Such a piece of work

Watering the dirt

When the flowers grown

You cut it down

You cut it down

I’m afraid to go to Boston

And I think about it nightly

You’ll brag about a song you didn’t write

I’ll be polite

Just because you’re hurting

Doesn’t mean you have to kill me

There’s a million other things that you could do

And not be cruel

He's so demanding lately

It makes sense why you took the bait

While you sit and smoke

You’ll tell an insensitive joke

And everyone will laugh

What have you done to your beautiful girl

To your beautiful girl

To your daughter honey

What have you done to your beautiful girl

Oh your beautiful girl

Oh hell

Such a piece of work

Watering the dirt

When the flowers grown

You cut it down

You cut it down

Cut it down

Every time you see the high road

Go down

Down

Down

What have you done to your beautiful girl

To your daughter honey

What have you done to your beautiful girl

Oh hell

What have you done to your beautiful girl

To your beautiful girl, to your daughter honey

What have you done to your beautiful girl

Oh your beautiful girl

Oh hell

Such a piece of work

Watering the dirt

When the flowers grown

You cut it down

You cut it down

Under Your Skin

Listen

 

I was really thinking
Really thinking
You were gonna leave me last night
Lying in the kitchen
In the kitchen, just crying
I wrote you a letter
You could do better
I'm killing you from the inside
But I bought you a sweater
And it fits you just right

But it's been too quiet
And nobody cares
Only got one body
But good people share
The tips of my fingers
Are covered in blood
Gotta sacrifice something
So I can be loved
The gust of the wind
A horrible sin
The mud from my mind
Crawling under your skin

I was barely breathing
Barely breathing
The moment you called me a liar
My bed feels like I'm sinking
Now I'm just getting higher

It's something in the water
Underwater
I can't even sing anymore
I just cleaned my room
But your clothes
They're still on the floor

But it's been too quiet
And nobody cares
Only got one body
But good people share
The tips of my fingers
Are covered in blood
Gotta sacrifice something
So I can be loved
The gust of the wind
A horrible sin
The mud from my mind
Crawling under your skin

Thought maybe in the morning it would be alright
One cannot love and be wise
Do you think about me when you see it now?
The prettiest blue for your eyes

But it's been too quiet
And nobody cares
Only got one body
But good people share
The tips of my fingers
Are covered in blood
Gotta sacrifice something
So I can be loved
The gust of the wind
A horrible sin
The mud from my mind
Crawling under your skin

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