These Are the Stories I Could Tell You
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
He raced to her in his Honda rocket
The Juicy Fruit in her hip pocket
The heart-shaped deal sealed in a locket that looked like gold
He never knew she had a secret
She didn't know if he could keep it
The mountain biker did repeat it all to behold
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
You shouldn't hear this second hand
It might be easier to stand
If I had a better plan I'd be smart enough to initiate the positive
The wall she painted looked like Wonder
The prophylactic checkmate stunned her
The future planning torn asunder just like that
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
You shouldn't hear this second hand
It might be easier to stand
If I had a better plan I'd be smart enough to initiate the positive
Flu-ridden feverish and heated
That night she told him she had cheated
Another love story defeated by human hands
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
He raced to her in his Honda rocket
The Juicy Fruit in her hip pocket
The heart-shaped deal sealed in a locket that looked like gold
He never knew she had a secret
She didn't know if he could keep it
The mountain biker did repeat it all to behold
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
You shouldn't hear this second hand
It might be easier to stand
If I had a better plan I'd be smart enough to initiate the positive
The wall she painted looked like Wonder
The prophylactic checkmate stunned her
The future planning torn asunder just like that
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
You shouldn't hear this second hand
It might be easier to stand
If I had a better plan I'd be smart enough to initiate the positive
Flu-ridden feverish and heated
That night she told him she had cheated
Another love story defeated by human hands
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the promises I'd sell you
But in the end I can't compel understanding
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the stories I could tell you
These are the stories I could tell you
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Writer(s): Drew Bancroft
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