High Road

[00:11.31] Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in love
[00:15.76] You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
[00:21.58] New York this time of year ain't good for me
[00:26.16] 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
[00:32.09] All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again
[00:36.47] I missed this place more than I missed my home
[00:42.35] Everyone is telling me that I need help or therapy
[00:46.98] But all I need is to be left alone
[00:52.14] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[00:56.52] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[01:01.02] I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
[01:05.68] For someone that ain't ever gonna call
[01:20.07] Remember telling me I was gonna hit the big time
[01:24.44] You died, guess you told God it was true
[01:29.67] Remember sittin' on your porch, you talked about your old regrets
[01:35.65] In Tulsa, while the bad things took your brain
[01:41.24] It seems the quiet dreams have gotten much too heavy
[01:46.00] But I'm home now, and I'll hold you through the pain
[01:51.96] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[01:56.41] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[02:00.57] I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
[02:05.03] For someone that ain't ever gonna call
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[02:27.18] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[02:31.11] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[02:35.74] I'm waitin' by the telephone all fucking night
[02:40.32] Someone that ain't ever gonna call
[02:53.71] Adderall and white-lace bras that'll makes you fall in love
[02:58.16] You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
[03:04.36] New York this time of year ain't good for me
[03:08.65] 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
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