High Road
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โฑ๏ธ 3:20 duration
๐ ID: 23176672
๐ Lyrics
Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in love
You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
New York this time of year ain't good for me
'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again
I missed this place more than I missed my home
Everyone is telling me that I need help or therapy
But all I need is to be left alone
She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
For someone that ain't ever gonna call
Remember telling me I was gonna hit the big time
You died, guess you told God it was true
Remember sittin' on your porch, you talked about your old regrets
In Tulsa, while the bad things took your brain
It seems the quiet dreams have gotten much too heavy
But I'm home now, and I'll hold you through the pain
She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
For someone that ain't ever gonna call
She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I'm waitin' by the telephone all fucking night
Someone that ain't ever gonna call
Adderall and white-lace bras that'll makes you fall in love
You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
New York this time of year ain't good for me
'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
New York this time of year ain't good for me
'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again
I missed this place more than I missed my home
Everyone is telling me that I need help or therapy
But all I need is to be left alone
She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
For someone that ain't ever gonna call
Remember telling me I was gonna hit the big time
You died, guess you told God it was true
Remember sittin' on your porch, you talked about your old regrets
In Tulsa, while the bad things took your brain
It seems the quiet dreams have gotten much too heavy
But I'm home now, and I'll hold you through the pain
She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
For someone that ain't ever gonna call
She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I'm waitin' by the telephone all fucking night
Someone that ain't ever gonna call
Adderall and white-lace bras that'll makes you fall in love
You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
New York this time of year ain't good for me
'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.31] Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in love
[00:15.76] You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
[00:21.58] New York this time of year ain't good for me
[00:26.16] 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
[00:32.09] All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again
[00:36.47] I missed this place more than I missed my home
[00:42.35] Everyone is telling me that I need help or therapy
[00:46.98] But all I need is to be left alone
[00:52.14] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[00:56.52] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[01:01.02] I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
[01:05.68] For someone that ain't ever gonna call
[01:20.07] Remember telling me I was gonna hit the big time
[01:24.44] You died, guess you told God it was true
[01:29.67] Remember sittin' on your porch, you talked about your old regrets
[01:35.65] In Tulsa, while the bad things took your brain
[01:41.24] It seems the quiet dreams have gotten much too heavy
[01:46.00] But I'm home now, and I'll hold you through the pain
[01:51.96] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[01:56.41] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[02:00.57] I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
[02:05.03] For someone that ain't ever gonna call
[02:12.56]
[02:27.18] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[02:31.11] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[02:35.74] I'm waitin' by the telephone all fucking night
[02:40.32] Someone that ain't ever gonna call
[02:53.71] Adderall and white-lace bras that'll makes you fall in love
[02:58.16] You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
[03:04.36] New York this time of year ain't good for me
[03:08.65] 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
[03:13.01]
[00:15.76] You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
[00:21.58] New York this time of year ain't good for me
[00:26.16] 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
[00:32.09] All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again
[00:36.47] I missed this place more than I missed my home
[00:42.35] Everyone is telling me that I need help or therapy
[00:46.98] But all I need is to be left alone
[00:52.14] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[00:56.52] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[01:01.02] I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
[01:05.68] For someone that ain't ever gonna call
[01:20.07] Remember telling me I was gonna hit the big time
[01:24.44] You died, guess you told God it was true
[01:29.67] Remember sittin' on your porch, you talked about your old regrets
[01:35.65] In Tulsa, while the bad things took your brain
[01:41.24] It seems the quiet dreams have gotten much too heavy
[01:46.00] But I'm home now, and I'll hold you through the pain
[01:51.96] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[01:56.41] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[02:00.57] I've waited by the telephone all fucking night
[02:05.03] For someone that ain't ever gonna call
[02:12.56]
[02:27.18] She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
[02:31.11] There's ghosts in the windows and walls
[02:35.74] I'm waitin' by the telephone all fucking night
[02:40.32] Someone that ain't ever gonna call
[02:53.71] Adderall and white-lace bras that'll makes you fall in love
[02:58.16] You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
[03:04.36] New York this time of year ain't good for me
[03:08.65] 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
[03:13.01]