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Hands across the table
Before we go to war
Nothings really stable
No ones keeping score
The past stretches behind me
From which I often run
I finally let it find me
Now that Ive got a gun
Chorus:
It dont make it right
Just cause no one cares
A long list of letdowns
Too many nowheres
Through these eyes
There is no end in sight
Burn out the bright side
But it dont make it right
The as* that youve kissing
The one that holds you down
Is the one that youve been kicking
With two feet on the ground
Chorus:
It dont make it right
Just cause no one cares
A long list of letdowns
Too many nowheres
Through these eyes
There is no end in sight
Burn out the bright side
But dont make it right