C'mon Quinn
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C'mon Quinn
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Give me one reason I should keep this night alone
Give me one reason to keep following the rules
I got drinks in my bag, I got tires on my bike
You know right now I could care less if I, I live or die
C'mon!
Goddamn girl you're making me insane
Perfect in every way that I ain't
And I cower at commitment, lord, I cower at the phone
Even cower every time I hear a knock on my door
And what you're doing with me, Lord, it doesn't make much sense
You're changing peoples lives and I'm making yours a fucking wreck
You ain't fancy but you're real and I'm ornery and I'm old
Stubborn like a mule, cruel like a bitter soul
C'mon!
Goddamn girl you're making me insane
Perfect in every way that I ain't
I'm out here chasing trains around and I'm sleeping in the woods
I don't seem to be slowing down even though I know I should
If I don't drink too much tonight and if I make it home
I'll sing you all the songs you like for me to sing to you when we're alone
And I hope you'll understand if I play like shit for you tonight
I try and I try and I try, girl, but I can't make this shit sound right
And if at times you feel like it's best for us to be parting our separate ways
Come on out with it and say it cause you know I ain't worth a single word I say
And when you find me at the river face down, passed out straight, down in the sand
Just keep on walking by girl cause you know I ain't worth a fucking damn
I should be singing to myself and not to you at all
I should be blind and gagged alone
I should be stuck here in the dark
With no one to sing alone
Goddamn girl you're making me insane
Perfect in every way that I ain't
And I'm tired of commitment, Lord, I'm tired of the phone
I'm tired of hiding every time I hear a knock on my door
Go on with it, girl, come on, get on it, say it
And I'll keep on living this life like this life will never end
And if you ever seek the truth, girl, I'll tell you were always right
Speed on now without me, I ain't worth your fucking time
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