Fiona (Live August 28 - 30, 2009 Bandito's, Virginia City, Mt.)

Why... must I always say I'll write
When you said I lie, you're right
We'll probably never talk again
Why... must I always go get fixed
Teach your other dog a trick
I'm not up for this today

It's been nice to know you
Now say good-bye, Fiona

Why... must apparitions like you show
me a glimmer, then you go
Hey, I think I hear your plane
Why... must I ever pretend to care
About girls that vanish into air
I'm on the runway looking lost
Losing my pride, losing my hair

Each vision takes a part of me
I'm left with shattered parts
and little shreds of melody



Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Joseph
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