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Artist: Taking Back Sunday Album: Notes From the Past Title: The Ballad of Sal Villanueva
It's not that I don't trust you I just know what you've been up to And this dial tone is agreeing with everything I've had in mind And you've got your high as a kite tricks in the bag
So as his eyes move past your shoulders and the shades start movin in the same direction Don't worry, I... well I won't say a thing And you can't blame a girl for sticking to what she knows (and you can't blame a girl for sticking to what she knows)
I hope he takes his time and I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and I hope that when he leaves, you still smell him on your sheets cause I can, I can (I hope he takes his time and...) I hope he takes his time and I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and I hope that when he leaves you still smell him on your sheets cause I can, I can
If I could get to sleep then, I guess you could stop pretending Cause if I didn't think you loved it well then I wouldn't play along and you've got your high as a kite tricks in the bag (you've got your high as a kite tricks in the bag)
I hope he takes his time and I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and I hope that when he leaves, you still smell him on your sheets cause I can, I can (I hope he takes his time and...) I hope he takes his time and I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and I hope that when he leaves you still smell him on your sheets cause I can, I can
You're down for selling me out while I played dumb, It's cool cause I let you, thought I'd never catch you, You'd say "we're only friends" yeah, real good friends I bet, I bet
You're down for selling me out while I played dumb, It's cool cause I let you, thought I'd never catch you, You'd say "we're only friends" yeah, real good friends I bet, I bet
(you're down for selling me out, it's cool cuz I let you) You're down for selling me out while I played dumb, It's cool cause I let you, thought I'd never catch you, You'd say "we're only friends" yeah, real good friends I bet, I bet
(you're down for selling me out, it's cool cuz I let you) Forget your legs around my hips Forget your hands pressed on my back Forget the letters that I kept this is another I won't send (you're down for selling me out, it's cool cuz I let you) Forget your lips, your eyes, your thighs Forget our one last kiss goodbye Forget me staking out your house Forget I've got you figured out
Forget your legs around my hips Forget your hands pressed on my back Forget the letters that I kept this is another I won't send
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