Artlessness.
There's just no rhyme or reason Only this sense of completion
And in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home
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Artlessness. There's just no rhyme or reason Only this sense of completion And in your eyes I see the missing pieces I'm searching for I think I've found my way home |
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Thursday, June 4, 2009, 1:16 PM
One Night Stand? Love this song. She doesn't deserve to be in no place like this All alone She's underage and so very very brave A fake ID lent her credibility She sits at the bar The gents are gonna try so hard He said it was a one night stand But the alcohol didn't let her understand Yeah, he said it was a one night stand A one night stand So what made you think That he couldn't find the door in the morning? When he found that bed so easily In the dark What made you think That he couldn't find a door in the morning? When he found that bed so easily In the dark So the bartender who tends to pretend that he's concerned Says, "Girlie girlie, you're at your best (you're at your best) when you're sober" And she slurs, "No no, just one more" And one turns into four The fourth drink instinct is taking over And the gentleman is leading her towards the door So what made you think That he couldn't find the door in the morning? When he found that bed so easily In the dark What made you think That he couldn't find a door in the morning? When he found that bed so easily In the dark She thought that she could buy happiness by, By the bottle She thought that she could buy happiness by, By the bottle She thought that she could buy happiness by, By the bottle So what made you think That he couldn't find the door in the morning? When he found that bed so easily In the dark When he found that bed so easily In the dark He said it was a one night stand But the alcohol didn't let her understand Yeah, he said it was a one night stand A one night stand The fourth drink instinct from cute is what we aim for. Nice one eh? Got it from Nette. I guess for now I'm flooding this song into my head. Yknow, things like that do happen. Poor girl. |