Well you got a bottle baby and I got a book
And I'll be marking the minutes that made the hours it took
For me to find a way
To break the page
And find the words I felt that I need to say
A mile a minute I made the effort to talk
About a boy who's a beast but hits the beau with a balk
And now I'm stuck on my tongue
That's spits the words out quick
I take a breath in my lung
That leaves me lacking in wit
Well you got a bottle baby and I got a book
I put my foot on the gas but I think the engine just sAnother hundred miles gone
Another lyric for this song
Don't ever walk away from me
Don't let this fiction stay between
I swear I can change things
I swear I can change things
Don't bother me
About my week
And all the things that you say
Yeah you're a fucking mistake
And I'll be doing just fine
Cause I'll be living my life
But I just don't want to die
On the New Jersey Turnpike
The smoke is burning through my lungs
Pushed to my face from off their tongue
I'd leave but it just goes to show
That I've got nowhere else to go
Don't bother me
About my week
And all the things that you say
Yeah you're a fucking mistake
And I'll be doing just fine
Cause I'll be living my life
But I just don't want to die
On the New Jersey Turnpike

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