I Am Going To Spend My Whole Life Lying lyrics
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Artist: The Paper Chase Album: Hide The Kitchen Knives
Lyrics
I didn't bother coming on back home I didn't bother calling you on the phone 'Cause there are the little punches, they won't hurt anymore You're getting sleepy, this won't hurt anymore
You better mind your p's and q's You better thank your lucky stars, this The bigger fish ain't made a meal out of you I'm drinking wine I didn't squeeze out of you
I'm a swinging axe I'm a baseball bat I'm the cudgel sort And I'm a quick reply A fast retort
Always aiming to save my skin And looks like my lucky day Bottoms up on the cup of the bold ones "It looks like I'll be home for the holidays."
I got your hangin' ups Well, go to sleep little girl Don't you wait up
And this was never meant to feel good I never said it'd fly Don't call me at the office And don't you pass me in the hall
And let the ceasar have the brutus And let the judas have the face 'Cause, did you think I'm bare and distant? It's good to know you feel the same I'm a swinging axe I'm a baseball bat Hiding in the hall
I'm staring at you so hard
Don't say I never warned you When I set the house on fire And I spread myself in your garden To keep an eye on you awhile
And all your final moments A job that hates you, too Just remember, I spent this whole life Lying to myself and you
This was never meant to feel good I never said it'd fly So, don't call me at the office Because I'm laughing in the hall
So, are you baptised in the water Of a little place called trust? 'Cause you can do whatever you want to 'Cause they will not destroy us No, they will not destroy us
I'd rather it be me
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