you never know where some people will go -
yeah, some people been hurtin' me.
you can tell by a look, by the slightest crook
in the neck or the blink of an eye.
well, they will say what they say
and they'll do what they do
but that doesn't mean a goddamn thing.
you can listen if you want
you can listen if you don't
yeah, they'll talk, maybe even sing.
they'll come singing through the window
singing through the trees
they're singing trough the bright spring leaves.
yeah they love you when they need you
but someday you're gonna need to
find some other kind of place to go.
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