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letra de lonesome rhodes - the palmer squares

[sample from a face in the crowd]
if whiskey don’t get us, then women must
and it looks like i’m never gonna cease my wondering

[verse 1: ac-mental]
i’m just a face in the crowd on some lonesome roads
takin’ my sound from coast to coast until i break down
cuz without the one i love around
i been feeling kinda troubled now, it’s true!
i used to lock eyes with my girl thinking, “she’s so dreamy!”
thought life was always going to be so easy
naively, indeed
considering i wound up at the window shouting “please don’t leave me!”
my life is kinda like a movie
but i can’t rewind back to that night in the jacuzzi
now i feel about as empty as this bottle in my hand
cuz i’ve been drinking since you left me and you got another man
d-mn!
i’m sorry for any wrongs i did you
and i hope this isn’t one of them songs you skip through
cuz i miss you, and mean it sincerely
listen, girl, i need you to hear me
i’ve been feeling beaten and battered
from seein’ you gather your things
and leavin’ after i presented my affection
i love you more than words can wield the matter
i’m not sure you’re feeling flattered
but that isn’t the intent of my confession
i guess i just feel the need to bear my soul
and at the same time i think you have the right to know
i’m so hung up on you, and it’s plain to see
but still every time i call, you hang up on me

[spoken: ac-mental]
{voicemail beep} hey, so i guess we’re playing the “let it ring once and send me straight to voicemail game now, huh?” can you just call me back? i don’t, i don’t understand why we can’t talk about this

[verse 2: terminal knowledge]
roses are red, and violets are blue
can’t blink looking at you, it’s like my eyelids are glued
falling for a girl, cold as winter
the spring in her step, and her summer’s groove
she can dig it like a shovel do
these b-tterflies ain’t got a clue
what they putting my stomach through
if one’s the loneliest number, let’s make the number two
i can’t escape your hold like the glow that a candle makes
thighs flow like two sticks, a land o’ lakes
the handle breaks and we’re locked in the room
you and i make a mess like a mop and a broom
baby, please, just stay with me and maybe we can watch a fl!ck
you’re the star, sparkling to say the least
i’m the blazin’ trees nitwit who let her slip away
and she left me with a taste of that maybeline lipstick
now, maybe i’m tripping, but i love you more than life itself
in my mind, doing laps, on some michael phelps
differences attract, synonyms to antonyms
gone are the days of intimate companionship
it’s the equivalent of p-ssages from literary m-n-scripts
not a love song about my impotent abandonments
disguised as a lucrative deal
blindsided, left with wounds only her beauty could heal
and i ain’t never seen a (sky) look as blue as i feel
in hindsight, we’re never wise until the truth is revealed
(sung)
no matter how many times my head tells me i don’t miss you
i know my heart and my lips do
and it’s too difficult to comprehend
that this is how it ends after all that we’ve been through
cuz when you left you took a part of me with you
i don’t know how to fill that sp-ce
it’s still your face
i think about every morning when i wake
every hour of the day, right before i hit the hay
no matter how many times my head tells me i don’t miss you
i know my heart and my lips do
and it’s too difficult to comprehend
that this is how it ends after all that we’ve been through
cuz when you left you took a part of me with you
i don’t know how to fill that sp-ce
it’s still your face
i think about every morning when i wake
every hour of the day, right before i hit the hay

- the palmer squares

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