Broken Teeth And Borrowed Time

She showed up late, she disarmed me
I choked down my words behind broken teeth
I'm going to mine, you can come with me
Are the kinds of lines I'd like to believe
With a cigarette and a borrowed tee
She said all the words that I could need
With each day of her time with me
I found fresh fruit growing in my old dead tree

Hey, hey, I'm coming, don't go yet
I'll be over (and over), even when I've been left
It was me, every time, I'm not my friend
I've got three rounds behind me, I think I won't get there

She's on the run everyday, it seems
Full of life, but never free
It's always night, and I'm losing sleep
The cliche is true, it's not you, it's me
With a cigarette and a borrowed tee
And a sloppy grin, she turned from me
Which each day of her time with me
I saw the same fruit rotting in my old dead tree

Hey, hey, I'm coming, don't go yet
I'll be over (and over), even when I've been left
It was me, every time, I'm not my friend
I've got three rounds behind me, I think I won't get there

And I begged
Hey, hey, I'm coming, don't go yet
I'll be over (and over), even when I've been left
It was me, every time, I'm not my friend
I've got three rounds behind me, I think I won't get there

Hey, hey, I'm coming, don't go yet
I'll be over (and over), even when I've been left
It was me, every time, I'm not my friend
I've got three rounds behind me, I think I won't get there

And I begged
Hey, hey, I'm coming, don't go yet
I'll be over (and over), even when I've been left
It was me, every time, I'm not my friend
I've got three rounds behind me, I think I won't get there



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Writer(s): Eric Stephenson
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