It Looked A Little Dead Lyrics

Carry on her way she goes where the world may never know

I'll pack my bags and search for her place I call my home

I wrote you a week ago I thought you must not have cared

But you called me late last night about the changes in your hair

Well beat the shit right out of me and hang me out to dry

I'm just a no good son of a bitch all caught up in his lies

But I died a thousand times she cried out while plotting on her scene

You broke our eternity for roses thrown before your feet

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I think I'm going blind no at least I'm probably dumb

She took boys like drugs making love was just for fun

At night I lie awake I'm under the influence again I wonder how did I get caught up in her web

Then in the mornings I wake up with shivers, funny feelings in my head, I know I'll never see you again

Carry on her way she goes where the world may never know

I'll pack my bags and search for her place I call my home

I wrote you weeks ago don't tell me that you didn't check the mail

But you called me late last night about us whatever that entails

Just know I never cared about the color of your hair I just mentioned that it looked a little dead

But you went to that salon with your friends from that bar just to get lost and cut me off instead

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Carry on her way she goes where the world may never know

I'd pack my bags and search but I'd rather be alone