Wednesday, August 5, 2009

{sigh}




When they call your name
will you walk right up
with a smile on your face
or will you cower in fear
in your favorite sweater
with an old love letter

i wish you would
i wish you would
come pick me up
take me out
f me up
steal my records
screw all my friends
they're all full of shit
with a smile on your face
and then do it again
i wish you would

when you're walking downtown
do you wish i was there
do you wish it was me
with the windows clean and the mannequins eyes
do they look like mine

you know you could
i wish you would
come pick me up
take me out
f me up
steal my records
screw all my friends
behind my back
with a smile on your face
and then you do it again
i wish you would

i wish you'd make up my bed
so i could make up my mind
try it for sleeping instead
maybe you'll rest sometime
i wish i could


...love, ryan adams.

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