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Till She's Gone Lyrics - Singles - Matthew Wesley

She's a good girl but she fiends like an addict, 

I'm the right guy to relieve all the static, 

that lays beside her lips, that I've called home, 

 

She's a good girl but that wouldn't matter, 

when the right tear will lead to a shatter, 

and then daddy has the pills that keeps her home. 

 

We are all someone who's about to run. 

And after 10 years is that who we've become? 

 

She's got bright eyes that change like the weather, 

and a dark smile but you won't forget her, 

and then suddenly the pills become the home. 

 

We are all someone who's bound to run. 

And 10 years fading is that who we've become? 

 

Just give me the go, 

and we'll tear up the town, 

I'll burn down his house, 

and you won't make a sound. 

We'll take these homeless lovers on. 

 

And we'll care for things that would never move, 

unless we slipped away one afternoon, 

and followed quiet tracks until the dawn. 

And those who took the time to care, 

could book this train from anywhere, 

and I'll begin to hate her till she's gone. 

 

Now she's broke down, 

even though she don't get it, 

and she'll love him, 

even just for the minute, 

as pedals on the floor remove the stone. 

 

It's the last chance for sun for the year, 

and the last time that I'll get to see her, 

so we took the long way back, 

to bring her home. 

 

And we are all someone, 

who's bound to run, 

10 ten years wasted is that who we've become? 

 

Just give me the go, 

and we'll tear up the town, 

I'll burn down his house, 

and you won't make a sound. 

We'll take these homeless lovers on. 

 

And we'll care for things that would never move, 

unless we slipped away one afternoon, 

and followed quiet tracks until the dawn. 

Those who took the time to care, 

will book this train from anywhere, 

and I'll begin to hate her till, 

She's a good girl but she fiends like an addict, 

I'm the right guy to relieve all the static, 

that lays beside her lips, that I've called home.