These are the things that are here to stay
Like the roadkill you left
On my heart the other day
You can not hurt me
You already left to see a man about a horse
Did you even feel remorse?
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Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
These are the things that will kill your dreams
Like a hand slipping through
It's the dog that's in the room
You can not love me
So I already left
It's the future and the past
Guess it's never meant to last
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Mmm
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Mmm
These are things even a prayer won't set free
There's a man outside the door
He don't want that horse no more
Make it home from vegas
And please try your best to fake it
Brush it off to play it cool
I will pray yours hands aren't full
Uhhh
Uhhh
Uhhh
Uhhh