Challenger
Here it goes again, I'm out here on the street
Shot me out so fast I felt my t shirt grab the seat
In your Challenger, you swept me off my feet
Kicked me out right in the middle of disappointment street
Time and time again I call you on the phone
And every time I call your number it says you're not home
Evergreen machines and coal filling the lake
I never knew that anybody could be this fake
It might be better to live the way I please
But the flowers at your door don't say that they're from me
I might feel better but that's not what I need
I'd be happier knowing all this time it was me
Get me out of here, I wanna be alone
Somebody roll down the window, I've got to get out
I sit on the pavement, wishing I was home
With my tainted fake illusion and my desperate shouts
It might be better to live the way I please
But the flowers at your door don't say that they're from me
I might feel better but that's not what I need
I'd be happier knowing all this time it was me
It might be better to live the way I please
But the flowers at your door don't say that they're from me
I might feel better but that's not what I need
I'd be happier knowing all this time it was me
Shot me out so fast I felt my t shirt grab the seat
In your Challenger, you swept me off my feet
Kicked me out right in the middle of disappointment street
Time and time again I call you on the phone
And every time I call your number it says you're not home
Evergreen machines and coal filling the lake
I never knew that anybody could be this fake
It might be better to live the way I please
But the flowers at your door don't say that they're from me
I might feel better but that's not what I need
I'd be happier knowing all this time it was me
Get me out of here, I wanna be alone
Somebody roll down the window, I've got to get out
I sit on the pavement, wishing I was home
With my tainted fake illusion and my desperate shouts
It might be better to live the way I please
But the flowers at your door don't say that they're from me
I might feel better but that's not what I need
I'd be happier knowing all this time it was me
It might be better to live the way I please
But the flowers at your door don't say that they're from me
I might feel better but that's not what I need
I'd be happier knowing all this time it was me
Credits
Writer(s): Broderick Porter Walters, Henry Gilbert Stover, Jack Robert Luckett Ziesemer, Miles Handley Smith
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