2.Change Your Clothes
I've crawled out this window a thousand times,
I could do it in the dark - I could do it in my sleep
But somehow tonight I can't feel the ground under my feet
Blow out that candle, it stinks like hell
and I can hardly see the black - and they won't ever have us
back
If I can't behave like a lady
Go home and change your clothes
because it's not funny anymore
How can we go back to somewhere that wasn't there at all？
They would have caved to us
but you gave the store away
I still can't remember the things I said
but I should probably take them back - you can't un-call this
kettle black
Go home and change your clothes
because it's not funny anymore
How can we go back to somewhere, somewhere？
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