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from Amy Lavere - Anchors & Anvils (2007)
He didn't come home till the light of the day
He wasn't with her he would say They fought through the morning and all of the day She'd have to kill him to get him to stay Killing him didn't make the love go away Killing him didn't make the love go away Killing him didn't make the love go away Killing him didn't make the love go away She gave him everything that she had Changed anything he said was bad Love weighed on her heart like marble stone Flash of the knife, he was gone Said he would give her the sun and the moon Now all she has is this eight-by-eight room Killing him didn't make the love go away Killing him didn't make the love go away Killing him didn't make the love go away Killing him didn't make the love go away She thought of him every night and all of the day Missing the baby she did away Blowing kisses to the concrete sky Hoping they'd reach him in heaven high Love weighed on her heart like marble stone Flash of the knife, he was gone Said he would give her the sun and the moon Now all she has is this eight-by-eight room |
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from The Heartbreak Kid (히트브레이크 키드) by Bill Ryan [best, ost] (2007) | |||||
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from Amy Lavere - Anchors & Anvils (2007)
Would you be my Tennessee valentine
Hold me close and call me dear On more time We'll waltz in the moonlight And kiss beneath the pines Would you be my Tennessee valentine Heart to heart Hand in hand I love your sweet harmony We slipped out of tune Way too soon I'm still trying to find the key So would you be my Tennessee valentine Hold me close and call me dear On more time We'll waltz in the moonlight And kiss beneath the pines Would you be my Tennessee valentine I loved you then I love you now I pray that you will be mine You hold the key To my melody A song that is just for you and me So would you be my Tennessee valentine Hold me close and call me dear On more time We'll waltz in the moonlight And kiss beneath the pines Would you be my Tennessee valentine |
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from Amy Lavere - Anchors & Anvils (2007)
I went walking along a highway
Lost in a trance as I went on my way I heard a bad beat That weird, weird beat Everywhere I put my feet Well it all started about a week ago When my lover told me He said well baby you gotta go I heard a bad beat That weird, weird beat Everywhere I put my feet It was the beat of sorrow It was the beat of the moon I know I?ll be here tomorrow If I don?t find another love soon So I?ll keep walk, walk, walking Walk, walk, walk, Walking down the highway Lost in trance as I went on my way I heard a bad beat That weird, weird beat Everywhere I put my feet So I went walking along the highway Lost in a trance as I went on my way And I heard a bad beat That weird, weird beat Everywhere I put my feet Ooh trouble He gives me nothing but trouble Trouble, trouble He keeps disturbing my sleep Ooh trouble, trouble He gives me nothing but trouble Trouble, trouble He gives me nothing but Trouble |
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from Amy Lavere - Anchors & Anvils (2007)
She walked through the park in the dark
Her best friend was her own heart beat With every little step she'd take She'd get one step closer to leaving Sitting in her kitchen at night She listened to the washing machine Just wishing that she could leave But there were so many loads to clean She could hear it in her head sometimes Like the change that she was saving in a jar And the chains on the front porch swing Were creaking like steps in the dark One day soon this is all gonna end One day soon maybe it'll all begin He'd tell it to her all the time He was the best thing she'd ever see Oh he was stomping up and down the hall But she could still hear the washing machine She could hear it in her head sometimes Like the change that she was saving in a jar And the chains on the front porch swing Were creaking like steps in the dark One day soon this is all gonna end One day soon maybe it'll all begin What a fine mess Pretty fine indeed But it's just too much for me For me and my washing machine |