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Tangled line

The telephone cord's out of the wall

Rip out and shot down one too many times

Just one too many times you didn't try

Tangled line you left me dangling in space



Small town girl

You used to drive me outta my mind

Used to, used to be the key word

But I'm used too and now hurt

I'm used too and now hurt



Three months to go

And I'll be gone for good

Six months to show

And this can't be good

What are we gonna do

What are we gonna say

After all our dues have finally been paid



Do you think we've paid enough

Or is this just the beginning

Of our run through life

I hope this isn't all life is



Don't you think we've paid enough

Or at least what we're able

When will the tables turn

I hope this isn't all life will ever be



Three months to go

And I'll be gone for good

Six months to show

And this can't be good

What are we gonna do

What are we gonna say

After all our dues have finally been paid



Well, I'm finally out of words

And I'm finally done with trying

What am I gonna do

What am I gonna say

My dues have finally been paid