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Framing Hanley

Baggage Claim

 

Baggage Claim

(album: Envy - 2020)


I think I gotta get outta here
Change my name and dye my hair
But I really like your dress tonight
There's something 'bout you that caught my eye
And it feels like fate
Holding an arrow your way

Now we're headed up to your room
The door locks and our clothes removed
And I, think I gotta get outta here
Something in the air has got me feeling strange

That's when you turned to me
And you said

If when I wake you have left me
You'll wish you had never left me
If when I wake you have left me
You'll wish you had never met me

And now I'm running on down the street
With no shoes to protect my feet but I
Had a really nice time with you
Had a really close call with you
Did I hear you right
Or did I assemble your lines?

I may have heard it all in my head
Tryna save myself some time instead of
Another friend-made-enemy
Losing our minds and lying through our teeth

I swear we're better off
This way, oh

If when I wake you have left me (believe me, now)
You'll wish you had never met me (believe me, now)
If when I wake you have left me (believe me, now)
You'll wish you had never met me (believe me, now)
Never met me

Oh, maybe I'm wrong
I'm a little conflicted
Maybe if I come clean
You'll sit and listen
I'll pick up the phone
And call you come Sunday

Maybe I'm wrong
A little bit twisted
And maybe if I come clean
You'll sit and you'll listen
I'll pick up the phone
'Cause I'm calling out Monday, Monday, oh

If when I wake you have left me (believe me, now)
You'll wish you had never met me (believe me, now)
If when I wake you have left me (believe me, now)
You'll wish you had never met me (believe me, now)

I think I gotta get outta here
Change my name and dye my hair
But I really like your dress tonight

done

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