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i knew a girl once who forced her craft with flasks full of shit that'd take the paint off a cadillac. i told her once, "you're so goddamn vain." she thought this song was about her but it ain't (except for that line.) put a pen to the paper, wrote "moving on." it's been a good amount of time since you been gone and all the same bands still playing the same songs and all the same girls not making the same calls but i keep my chin up, cause you know i fly right. c rossed sights make an old flame re-ignite. i could start a forest fire with a match tip. i could reach into a haystack and pull out a sewing kit. i like girls that are sensible, actions not reprehensible. get me a cutie with her nose in a book who's modest about her good looks. woahh angel, work to get your head straight. you've been sleeping half a decade. she'll be marilyn i'll be arthur miller. oh i will be rick and my girl will be ilsa but this time she's not leaving the ground cause somehow we're gonna figure it out. we'll make it work like the night shift, flirt like we're bright kids Letras de cancionesdropping references to the shit that we're liking. before you know it she'll be wearing my clothes and her voice will be inside of my phone cause you know when i hit the road she'll be missing my x's, my o's, my hugs n' kisses. existing just to sing and dance for the kids but every now and then some bitch will wanna talk shit. though it seems like when i write i've got good technique cause my tongue's got a condo inside of my cheek. i'm renting space for the bitties too cause you know that's how i do. From Letras Mania