burned your bridges
bitch now you
got no where
to go
nowhere
to run to
only the ghosts
you know
and the memories
that are trailing
you
and i’ll sit
here toe’n the line
i’ll just toe the line
i’ll be hear toe’n the
line
in an el camino
64
i drove down the same
roads you did
broke the same
bottles you did
loved the same
kind of girls
an i suppose
i burned the same
bridges to the ground
but now, i’ll just sit
here toe’n the line,
i’ll just toe the line
till it’s all fine
all fine again
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