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Miles & Interstates
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Take me back to when I met you
in the parking lot outside the show.
Sitting in your beat up van,
all our friends knew what was gonna happen.
Now, I try not to think about
the way our breath aligned
when you put your body next to mine.
You, you are a song in my head.
My voice is sore from singing it
as we cross off miles and interstates.
The same white lines that brought you here
will take you away.
And now I’m standing in the back room
and you’re avoiding me.
I’m not sure what it was I did.
I didn’t do it intentionally,
And some day you’ll be a polaroid
of someone I used to know.
I’ll be a stranger on the end of the phone.
You, you are a song in my head.
My voice is sore from singing it
as we cross off miles and interstates.
The same white lines that brought you here
will take you away.
I can’t forget the way we spent the day in bed.
You pulled the sheets over our faces
so I could hear your whispering
and you looked at me with those eyes
that told me that you could see inside me.
You, you are a song in my head.
My voice is sore from singing it
as we cross off miles and interstates.
The same white lines that brought you here
will take you away.
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Take me back to when I met you
in the parking lot outside the show.
Sitting in your beat up van,
all our friends knew what was gonna happen.
Now, I try not to think about
the way our breath aligned
when you put your body next to mine.
You, you are a song in my head.
My voice is sore from singing it
as we cross off miles and interstates.
The same white lines that brought you here
will take you away.
And now I’m standing in the back room
and you’re avoiding me.
I’m not sure what it was I did.
I didn’t do it intentionally,
And some day you’ll be a polaroid
of someone I used to know.
I’ll be a stranger on the end of the phone.
You, you are a song in my head.
My voice is sore from singing it
as we cross off miles and interstates.
The same white lines that brought you here
will take you away.
I can’t forget the way we spent the day in bed.
You pulled the sheets over our faces
so I could hear your whispering
and you looked at me with those eyes
that told me that you could see inside me.
You, you are a song in my head.
My voice is sore from singing it
as we cross off miles and interstates.
The same white lines that brought you here
will take you away.
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I don't wanna move
I'll just sit here in my living room and
See what's on the tube
While I'm hanging out with you
People knock on my door, ringing my phone
Telling me the things I gotta get done today
To satisfy them, but what about me?
Lately I've been wishing I was brain dead
No responsibilities in my head today
Maybe we'll see what's on the tv
Doing nothing, having fun
Off to bed to get things done
I'm not lazy...I'm in love
I don't wanna move
I'll just sit here in my living room and
See what's on the tube
While I'm hanging out with you
People pressing my flesh, taking my time
They don't know a thing my life with you
I'm trying real hard - It's hard not to care
'Cause all I ever really want to do
Is sit around doing nothing with you, because
Nothing's only fun when you're there
"Mad About You" at dinnertime
"Seinfeld", "Simpsons", "So-Called Life"
Seen the reruns 20 million times
I don't wanna move
I'll just sit here in my living room and
See what's on the tube
While I'm hanging out with you
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is do nothing with you
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is do nothing with you
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