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Wallflowers The Red Letter Days

Now on your mark, get set, let's go You got to move now before she explodes Look out the window and out below Back away from the glass, there she blows

I feel I?m slipping further away I remember that everyday I get a little bit closer to you, to you, to you, to you Oh, these are the days that I won

If you could see yourself the way that I do You might change a thing or two You wouldn't look so angry You'd know it doesn't look good on you So grab

Now maybe it's not I don't care anymore Now maybe I just never did Now you can't say That I have ever lied Because I kept the truth well hid Now tell

Too late to quit too soon to go home Too late to quit too soon to go home Too late to quit too soon to go home Too late to quit too soon to go home Takes

Well, that ain't a parachute That ain't a rip cord That ain't a body of water We're headed for There's so little time left So much to be done Even you

: Slow down, you're breaking up Use your words don't yell so much I don't understand a word that you're saying Move in, and come up close You look like

: I need a bed that nobody's slept in. I need some air nobody's been breathin'. I need a thought that I can believe in. Is this fog or is the building

: Well that ain't a parachute That ain't a ripcord That ain't a body of water We're headed for There's so little time left So much to be done Even you