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Dont wanna listen to my telephone
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk a thing
Not this
Dont wanna about the night before
Or maybe its a behind an open door
Got no time for that morning

If I had the or I had the time
Maybe I could throw together a new kind of
And tell my warning
But its too now
It's too now
too late now

I dont think about a runaway dad
That took away the only that I never had
even miss him this morning
I dont wanna think about a cold
Or a high school buddy got a too high
I cant help him out this

laugh at me, so I go out to sea
And perhaps its just as well 'cause Id rather be in
Than be a wealthy man this
But its too now
too late now
It's too now

Whatever happened to images 'cause now gone
And worn-out phrases just a hangin on
Whatever to homes as opposed to houses
The conversation sinks as the evening
Its just like
It's just like

happened to early morning open skies
And broken faces, half with eyes
Enough of riddles that just play time
Cause Im still here and I beg a dime
Im back here in
Im back here in

Something better's waiting for me around the now
I got to find it and try and hang on for a while
I'm here in 46201
There's gotta be a few small changes

Dont wanna to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a
me alone this morning