Buffalo, you were my home
and I swear to God I miss you so
but when I return,
all I want to do is leave.
I spill my soul on the winter cold
and I scream real loud to make it known,
I'm alone again, and I am completely fine.
I'm still here, wondering why I'm haunted.
By you my dear
I guess that's the way of you buffalo.
(Something...) how you take me.
Home and back to the people that hate me.
(To the lounge?) you're not what you use to be
A fine wine and cheap discussion
followed by repercussion
Phone booth, you make me feel just fine.
I'm still here, wondering why I'm haunted.
By you my dear
I guess that's the way of you buffalo.
I've seen the way your eyes move out across the sea
I've seen the way you fall apart when you're with me.
(guitar solo)
I've seen the way your eyes move out across the sea
I've seen the way you fall apart when you're with me.

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