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My hair is in tangles my body is sore
I sleep by a box fan I mumble my words
I wonder how far away you are gonna get
Cause I thought I knew you but I guess I don't know nothing yet
I tour to Harrisburg to Kalamazoo
I tour to your house and I try to find you
And they're very polite here they welcome me in
But I don't do nothin' but wait for my life to begin
Cause my friend is in therapy my friend is in Spain
My friend just OD'd on the Clarion plains
My friend is driving to Clarion soon as she can
To meet with her friends from Chicago and all of their friends
Some months from now you'll be a show
And you'll see me and ask me "why'd you have to go
And why are you back here where will you be next"
But I'll tell you honestly I don't think I ever left
I tour to New Brunswick out west to the Springs
I tour with whatever my body my bring
And [I] play for the people I hope they understand
But none of them know what to do when I tell them my plan
Cause my partner's in Agawam my partner's in pain
My partner is leaving her house by the bay
My partner just married their partner (also their wife)
Til death do them part til one of us ends our own life
My body's in tangles my hair isn't sure
To cinch itself tighter or cut itself more
And I wish I didn't wake up this morning here in my bed
I thought I knew you but I guess I don't know nothing yet
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i'm trying to learn the lyrics from "nights like these" to cover it, it's really hard bc i'm french, just keep listenning to it and singing all alone in my appartment really loud... "If they don't like the way we are, then fuck them !" resye