Poplar Avenue

I wish I never said those things to you
 That at the time I really thought I meant
 When I called you drunk from Memphis, Tennessee
 I couldn't comprehend the gravity of things to come
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 I should learn to keep my fucking mouth shut
 It had only just begun to breach the surface
 Feel the drip down my throat
 Numbing my insides
 I feel what I want to
 I say, "What's up?"
 I say, "Not much"
 It only gets worse from here
 But nothing ever felt so fresh
 When I came down and put your head onto my chest
 But nothing ever felt so fresh
 Then when you pressed your lips onto my neck
 And no I don't consider you a friend
 God knows I still wish you all the best
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 Softly spoken in your bedroom
 See your phone light on the ceiling
 Let's me know that you're not listening
 Why can't I get through?
 You in my arms is all that I need
 So why can't-
 Why can't I-
 Why can't I get through to you?
 Why can't I-
 Why can't I get through to you?