My Show

I gotta take you out
Your mom'll kick me out
I tried to tell you no
But you just say you'll go
You're tellin a fib
And I'm watching the show
They say that you're the best gift
But what about my Christmas?

They have kept me from my family
They broke my will
And aided my agony

You bat your eye so well Indecision means looking your best
I'm pleased to be in for the night
And you're making this hell
Just give me time alone
Give me a place to skip my stones
Give me only solace and
Resuscitate my head

There's a place in a town where some people go
They don't wine nor fret nor hold the phone
Yeah, that's where I wanna go



Credits
Writer(s): Howard Calvin Flegal, Eric George Bolton, Erik Michel Lund, Carson Andrew Lund, Dylan Thomas Vukelich
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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