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The Classic Crime

Not Done With You Yet

 

Not Done With You Yet

(album: How To Be Human - 2017)


Life, life can be
Life can be senseless
Life can be...

Life can be senseless, I've tried to make sense of it
Flashing fake smiles at my friends beats defenselessness
I cannot clean up a mess without making more
It's time to settle the score
I can't be charming if you can't be charmed
If you give me everything that I want I will disarm
You are the only one who can stop me from giving up
And just my luck

I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet

You always have the fall before the lift
Whether you drink to remember or drink to forget what you did
I am the closest thing to a modern day poet fraud
But I met god
In a velvet elvis painting that I painted myself
In a bar where I was pulling off the bottom shelf
When I had to quit before I killed myself
I met him there and I was scared

And so I asked god if he could fix my flaws
He said I gave them to you
I know they are killing you
But I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet

Oh, I can be a wreck with my friends to act impressive
I can drink too much and then curse away the sadness
Ranting like a lunatic walking with a bottle of wine
And I'm not fine
Because I spent ten years on the road that made me different
I created patterns of thought got new perspective
I was just an immigrant's son of a silenced preachers wife
But black and white both died

And so when I asked god
If he could fix my heart
He said I gave it to you
I know it's broken in two
But I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet

I once met god on an apartment floor
And said I give it to you
I've got nothing more
And I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet
I'm not done with you yet

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