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You’ve got the rest of your life And I’ve got what’s left of mine This background is so fitting Out behind your job and you’re late But could you take a spill from your horse For a moment not be self absorbed Or are you forgetting how to Talk to me without texting your friends About how dumb this is and how dumb you’ve been You’re staring at your phone, your uniform in your hand You say that you’ll be late but I already am Don’t you know you bring me down here Where nothing’s making sense With lies and arguments Your words filled with blame My requite defense But down here you get accustomed to being used Think your safe you haven’t a clue And we’re still young is such an excuse We’re still young is such an excuse For you A brief record of the facts A note you wrote and attached to the windshield of my car Letras de cancionesA hundred words and I am grass No inflection lost or intent By mistake I know what you meant But these tired eyes can still see red words in black So talk to me without texting your friends About how dumb this is and how dumb you’ve been You’re staring at your phone waiting for this all to end You say that you’ll be late but I… We take our time that’s so temporary And spend it on those precious thing Never seeing that they are forgery’s Copy’s of the true song one day you will sing Don’t you know you bring me down here Where nothing’s making sense With lies and arguments Your words filled with blame My requite defense But down here you get accustomed to being used Think your safe you haven’t a clue And we’re still young is such an excuse We’re still young is such an excuse For you From Letras Mania