Baby you bring me back
Keepin' your cold grip around me
Got a case of the blues

Watchin', watchin' you
Doing all them stone cold things you do
Tryin' to get the hell outta dodge, well you know its nothin' new
Keep my hopes high, but what's the use?
Say it again, yeah it's the blues

Guilt stricken in familiar fashion
Dissect all the who, what, where's and when's
There's no finger on the trigger now
Sometimes it's all gonna have to depend on
When the next train leaves the station
Does the time match your frame?
Lock it up in a trunk in the basement
You could even forget its name

Take some notes, take a gander, it might have been harder to explain
Paths been crossed, ties now cut, now who’s left that cake out in the rain?
Voids full to the brim and remove all of the doubt
Past contention, forgot to mention you're quite easy to do without
The lies are what you crave, baby
Just some lines wrapped in Lord knows what
In order to save your own skin
But in the end, a back hand for your troubled heart

What you got is what you gave
It's true, it's what you gave
You know it's what you gave
That's right, it's what you gave
Don't lie, it's what you gave

Nothing

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