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The Ballad Of Tonto Higgins

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The Ballad Of Tonto Higgins

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I will stay for myself

And you can leave if you think it would help

Oh I could stay here all alone

I'll close the blinds, I'll lock the door, and unplug the phone

A broken heart, I'll try to mend

With cigarettes and self regret I’ll write til then

Or I could kill myself, if you think that would help

Or I could write a note that begged for hope from God himself

But that won't help, no that won't help me

I could write all night with heat until my hand bleeds

And I will fade, I'll fade away

And I will write until the end of everyday

I'll fade away

And I will walk blindfolded through the street

In hope that God guides me from horns and honking cars that speed

I will jump off the highest floor

And hope that something soft will break my fall I won't hurt you no more

I will sing until my throat it bleeds

Oh but I'm pretty sure this voice will be the death of me

But that won’t help, no that won’t help me

What's the point of singing if no one is listening

And I will fade, I'll fade away

And I will sing until the end of everyday

I'll fade away

Well I hope when your gone, whatever be the cause that you'll move on

Well you can sell my things and keep my mother’s ring

Well you can curse my name, spit on my grave, or fuck for fame

You can fuck for fame

You can curse my name

Or you spit on my grave

Well you can fuck for fame

But that won't help, no that won't help me

I could write all night with heat until my hand bleeds

And I will fade, I'll fade away

And I will write until the end of everyday

I'll fade away

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