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Young at Heart
03:06
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It's off to a good start
Is what you told me
As if I didn't know
The concept of good
Or bad
I just needed
Some inspiration
A marble statue of
An alcoholic dad
It's only a start
If it tears you apart
It's what you needed
I know what you need
At the end of the day
All of the trees wheeled away
Call me a know-it-all
Because I know it all
But they're still learning
I'm walking to North street
Past the signs that tell me
I'm walking a dead end road
That I call my home
And I'll be happy
When I reach it
I'll be happy
I wanna feel happier
But I'll feel at home
When I'm finally alone
And they're all leaving
Leaving without me
They'll call me young at heart
As if I've mastered the art
Of never caring
Of not growing up
I want to be
A family
For the people less fortunate than me
I wanna make someone else happy
And I'll try
For all my life
To finally be
Young at heart
I wanna master the art
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Never Tell You
02:50
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You said "How will I go on?"
As if it's ever been my job
To tell you how you're supposed to live
You said "I hope it hurts."
Well, is that how you feel
Or is that how you think you'll learn to feel again?
So stick me in your notebook
Paint me as a fool
Annotate it, "I hope you're okay."
And I wish I had the courage
Wish I was brave enough to tell you
I'm not coming back today
But I know that I'll never tell you
I know that I won't
I know that I'll never tell you
I know that I won't
And yes, I'd like to say more
But I cannot make you listen
To these words you've so long ignored
Yell and scream
Say awful things
Call me selfish and a freak
"You've done nothing but hurt me,
pack up and desert me,
don't come back when you've learned to love yourself."
I wasn't planning on it.
And the silence feels so heavy
I hate the thought of you still with me
And I hope you hate the thought of me too
And these words mean fucking nothing
I just wanna feel some semblance
Of recovery from an awful time with you
I hope you know that I hated you too
But I know that I'll never tell you
I know that I won't
You won't care even if I tell you
I know that you won't
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Time Will Take You
02:30
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I took my meals alone inside my room
I thought that silence whispered nothing but the truth
Inside my head showed pictures of doom and demise
So it's in your head that I'd like to reside
The locks stuck on my door have all broke off
Green leaves that're on the trees take me aloft
Kept inside so long I had assumed I'd never soar
But the blue sky and fresh air make me feel pure
I've had my share of death, heartbreak, and pain
But the springtime makes me feel new again
Now the people that surround me I call my best and closest friends
And a beautiful girl I gladly call girlfriend
Time will take you to a better place
Even if it doesn't feel that way
Time will take you to a better place
Even if it doesn't feel that way
And someday I'll return to my bad thoughts
Though months of sunny days kept us apart
And the wintertime will hit me and beat me to my core
But good weather will come knocking on my door
Come knocking on my door, oh
Don't let me give up
Sometimes it all feels like bad luck
But deep inside, you have to know
Bad times melt away just like the snow
Bad times melt away just like the snow
Bad times melt away
Just like the snow
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