Take everything that we have
Take it and burn it to the ground
Some things were never meant to last
Take it down down down, take it down
Take it down down down, take it down
I'm still married to it all
That ain't no place to hang around
My love is 50 feet tall
Take it down down down, take it down.
Take it down down down, take it down.
And I've grown accustomed to the way
You hurled us into space
I'll never make that trip
Tears are resting on my face
I'm just an empty place
Where your love used to fit.
South Carolina where are you?
We were once lost, now we're found
The war is over, battles through
So take it down down down, take it down.
Take it down down down, take it down.
Take it down down down, take it down.
Take it down down down, take it down.
- John Hiatt
*If you could only have known the real me. If your frigging mind would have let you know me -- you would have never let me go. My heart poured out to you -- at my expense.
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