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Where to go, I wouldn't know
I heard a call out west
Gold rush rotting in a copper pot
I could end up there, I guess
And though I cannot hold you close
Like a rose upon my chest
Hell, if I don't see you anymore
Doesn't mean I love you less
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Two thumbs waving in the wind
I've got nothing you could buy
But I'll pump a little gasoline
If you get me there tonight
Tulane green, well, shame on me
If I show up underdressed
'Cause I always wear your borrowed things
'Til I end up wearing less
Hey, trying to hold me down is like holding onto rain
I'm not an empty gun, I'm the bullet flying away
You gotta learn to leave to remember why you stay
Letting go of what you hold
Holds you just the same
Veteran drummer, rookie clarinets
Salt the edge and suck the lime
Virtuous or virtuoso
Parody or paradise
I close my eyes and think of you
With that hammer around your chest
Just because I gotta leave you here
Doesn't mean I love you less
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Hey, trying to hold me down is like holding onto rain
I'm not an empty gun, I'm the bullet flying away
You gotta learn to leave to remember why you stay
Letting go of what you hold
Holds you just the same, mm
Time turns, it's turning me on
The more that I miss, the more that I want
Time turns, it's turning me on
I want you right back the moment I'm gone
Time turns, it's turning me on
The more that I miss, the more that I want
Time turns, it's turning me on
I want you right back the moment I'm gone
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