Sally
Don't go to sleep, Sally, don't go to sleep
I'm missing the sound of your voice
And tell me about all of your backwards dreams
Do you feel that you made the right choice?
How do you sleep? Sally, how do you sleep?
And how did your futon end up on the street?
You know that I'd ask you if only we'd speak
But I can't let you think you've got a hold on me
And I haven't kissed anyone in a while
I haven't kissed anyone in a while
Don't say a word, Sally, don't ever speak
I know you're just stringing a curse
I used to think you leaving was the most that it would hurt
But sticking around, it was worse
But I haven't missed anyone in a while
I haven't missed anyone in a while
I haven't missed anyone in a while like you
Don't look at me, Sally, don't look at me
I'm not the one to look for right now
There's a box filled with mace
And what's left of the brakes of the car
That your brother drives now
And I haven't seen him in a while
I haven't seen him in a while
I haven't seen him in a while, have you?
Don't look at me, Sally, don't look at me
I'm not who you met at the turnstile
But there's a phone that could trace us right back to the day
When you stood on the train and you smiled
I'll never not miss that smile
I'll never not miss that smile
That I had right before we both wound up at yours
And you said I should stay for a while
I'm missing the sound of your voice
And tell me about all of your backwards dreams
Do you feel that you made the right choice?
How do you sleep? Sally, how do you sleep?
And how did your futon end up on the street?
You know that I'd ask you if only we'd speak
But I can't let you think you've got a hold on me
And I haven't kissed anyone in a while
I haven't kissed anyone in a while
Don't say a word, Sally, don't ever speak
I know you're just stringing a curse
I used to think you leaving was the most that it would hurt
But sticking around, it was worse
But I haven't missed anyone in a while
I haven't missed anyone in a while
I haven't missed anyone in a while like you
Don't look at me, Sally, don't look at me
I'm not the one to look for right now
There's a box filled with mace
And what's left of the brakes of the car
That your brother drives now
And I haven't seen him in a while
I haven't seen him in a while
I haven't seen him in a while, have you?
Don't look at me, Sally, don't look at me
I'm not who you met at the turnstile
But there's a phone that could trace us right back to the day
When you stood on the train and you smiled
I'll never not miss that smile
I'll never not miss that smile
That I had right before we both wound up at yours
And you said I should stay for a while
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Writer(s): Gianna Perez
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