Roses In The Car by Braid
a dozen roses in the car
and i don't know where you are
maybe i don't know what i'm doing
you're moving like a movie
you still move me
among the other ones
and twos and threes and twenty-threes
got to keep my conscience clean
but that "hurricane what's-her-name"
mentality was not for me
and never could be
cause it surely brings bitter things
and misery
and was it clear?
cause i just wrote a letter
a confession down the ladder
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