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Creve Coeur 1

Hobo Johnsonhuatong
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Hi, says the girl with the right eyes

That pairs pretty well

When she hits you with the soft smile

You can kinda tell that something's going on, but

She's like a Skrillex song that never drops

She'll never talk

She'll never talk about the feelings that she felt today

Better kept inside of a fence

Inside of a cage, inside of a safe

That's safe for her

'Cause they, they just hurt

And she don't know why that God sauntered

I hope he's trying

She said, she said, she said, she said

She said, I hope he's trying

Frank, do you think he's trying?

Then I said, "I don't know"

But I asked her, "What's wrong?"

She just nods her head

And then I asked her, "What's wrong?"

And she said

He was the picture perfect person

Loved my mother oh so dearly

You could feel the love reverberate

Wherever in our building

If it'd feel the same today I wish I know, but

Sometimes you drive a car and lose control

Into poles

Hold me closely

I don't think you should love me

Always feel so lonely

Knowing that nothing will ever last forever

Sorry, Frank

You're much too late, much too late

Sorry, Frank

You're, you're much too late

Much too late

(You are so late)

"Hi, " says the girl who doesn't have time for relationship advice

Rather relationships at all

She holds her breath all day

And f**g gasps for air at night

She promised she would love me for

Only 'til the morning time

The more that I engage in it

The more that I am mortified

That I'm like every other shitty guy

And then bye

Says the girl who doesn't have time for relationship advice

Rather relationships at all

I asked her, "What's wrong?"

I asked her, "What's wrong?"

And she said

And she said

She said

He's such a bummy crusty cruddy father

F**g every girl he takes to coffee

He lied to Mom in holy matrimony

Hold me closely

I don't think you should love me

Always feel so lonely knowing that

Nothing will ever last forever

Sorry, Frank

You're, you're much too late

Much too late

Sorry Frank, you're, you're much too late

You're much too late, you're much too

Sorry, Frank, you're much too late

Much too

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