I was sitting pretty
She was sitting with her head in her hands
Looking real sad at the edge of the bed
Hard bargain
I can still feel the jargon
All gibberish in my head
These days are so shaky I want to assure you baby
Don't be a stranger very long
The more you wait the more it's gone
Blows my mind how time smokes by
And days burn up
If there's one thing I know
We were built to move on
Caught the red eye
Before the cement dried
The map froze up
I wrote the plan on my left hand
So I could find you out again
Don't be a stranger very long
The more you wait the more it's gone

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