(machart/eakin)
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TIMID TROUBADOUR
Walk in wearing black like you
own the room
Once again
Just like all the nights before
swing wide the door
And swagger in
So tired of all the games
boys make you play for insolence
Another year or so
not a lot to show
It came and went
But you want so much more
You want so much more
watch it all come crashing to the floor
Hide out from the war
Timid troubadour
you always said that you were
none in a million, didn’t you
Waiting for the phone to ring
second guess each thing
That you said
Went down on your second date
write it off as fate
And go to bed
Photograph everyone you love
Mannah from above
New Years Eve
Drive home look up at the stars
sleep in your car
It’s so easy
But you want so much more
You want so much more
watch it all come crashing to the floor
Hide out from the war
Timid troubadour
you always said that you were
none in a million now
Drink yourself comatose
play in your vertigo
Dance on the table
and smash your TV, yeah
You want so much more
You want so much more
watch it all come crashing to the floor
Hide out from the war
Timid troubadour
you always said that you were
none in a million now
You want so much more
You want so much more
watch it all come crashing to the floor
Hide out from the war
Timid troubadour
you always said that you were
none in a million
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