You Am I
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I Woke up with a war in my head
an old man's grumble,
and an extra space in the bed.
and if ol' John Prine can't sing the next line
'bout something that can make me smile

I'm gonna have to be content
to stare at yer baby photos till it makes some sense
were you ever mine anyway?
speak up as i drop away...

I wrote down what i think on the head of a matchstick
wrote it all short n' sweet, all that made sense to me
burnt 6000 minds, sorry for all the times
I just cant add up the sums to find the damage we've done

I fell for you like a dog from a tree
keep a straight stitched face
as the ground makes a bed for me
I keep my eyes where it fell, sends no replies

And you can run so long from sadness
that you're never at home for the fun
I cant make excuses
for the short hand abuses
thank God it aint a sunday night

I wrote down what i think on the head of a matchstick
I wrote it all short n' sweet, all that made sense to me
burnt 6000 minds, sorry for all the times
I just cant add up the sums to find the damage

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick
I Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me
burning out in the lights, and I'm sorry for all times
I just can't see how it comes
The damage we've done

The damage we've done...


Mirror lyrics:

The damage we've done...

The damage we've done
I just can't see how it comes
burning out in the lights, and I'm sorry for all times
I Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me
I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick

I just cant add up the sums to find the damage
burnt 6000 minds, sorry for all the times
I wrote it all short n' sweet, all that made sense to me
I wrote down what i think on the head of a matchstick

thank God it aint a sunday night
for the short hand abuses
I cant make excuses
that you're never at home for the fun
And you can run so long from sadness

I keep my eyes where it fell, sends no replies
as the ground makes a bed for me
keep a straight stitched face
I fell for you like a dog from a tree

I just cant add up the sums to find the damage we've done
burnt 6000 minds, sorry for all the times
wrote it all short n' sweet, all that made sense to me
I wrote down what i think on the head of a matchstick

speak up as i drop away...
were you ever mine anyway?
to stare at yer baby photos till it makes some sense
I'm gonna have to be content

'bout something that can make me smile
and if ol' John Prine can't sing the next line
and an extra space in the bed.
an old man's grumble,
I Woke up with a war in my head


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