Well, I Ain't Written A Love Song
In So Long As Your Hair Leads
Down Your Spine But I Don't Mind
A Few Lines Tonight,
I'll Regret It For The Rest Of Time
Let Your Hips And Your Lips
And Your Fingertips Slip
Against The City Streets
Seepin' In Again, Sleepin' In
While My Friends Get High On The Edge
Of The West Side Highway
Did You Ever Make It Back To Byron Bay
The Day You Told Me To Quit Drinkin'?
And Thinkin' That I Was Gonna Die
Before Thirty,
Your Mom Was So Worried About
All Those Kids In The House
Tearin' Picture Frames Down
Our Fathers Were Never Around
When We Were Younger
Reff :
So Let Me Go..
I Saw You On The River's Edge
Draggin' On A Plastic Cigarette
With Your Swim Top Still Wet
So Let It Go..
Meetin' You Out On The Coast
You Hate The Smell Of Real Smoke
So Why'd You Always Keep Me So Close..?
You Were Collectin' Shells Out
On The Bay Shore,
You Know I Was A Shell Before?
Deep In The Hands Of Another, My Brother
Had Told Me To Leave, But I Didn't Believe
That Evil Would Mean Some People You Meet
Out In Queens
The Way The Rain Came Down
The Other Day In Byron Bay
Made Me Feel So Alone, So I Just Went Home
And Scribbled Some Poem
That I Know That You'll Never Read
Reff :
So Let Me Go..
I Saw You On The River's Edge
Draggin' On A Plastic Cigarette
With Your Swim Top Still Wet
So Let Me Go..
Meetin' You Out On The Coast
You Hate The Smell Of Real Smoke
Why'd You Always Keep It So Close?
Reff :
So Let Me Go..
I Saw You On The River's Edge
Draggin' On A Plastic Cigarette
With Your Swim Top Still Wet
