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Bet It All
03:10
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I've never been into board games
I never played Checkers or Chess, Clue or the rest, I thought The Game of Life was the best
I've never been one for beating the odds
It's 50/50, you either win or you lose it all
But still, it leads a girl to wonder
If I was a board game, would you roll my dice? (Cause)
You played me like Snakes and Ladders
I was the mouse and you were the black adder
You were the X's and I was the O's
And I lost every round of Roshambo, but
Only got one question and it's this: baby, am I worth the Risk?
I've never been good at card games
I never win Crazy Eights, my poker face caves, I always get the Old Maid
I've never believed in love at first sight
But if you looked in my eyes, baby I just might
But still, it leads a girl to wonder
If I asked you, would you deal me the best hand? (Cause)
You played me like Snakes and Ladders
I was the mouse and you were the black adder
You were the X's and I was the O's
And I lost every round of Roshambo
If you had a pair, you'd still tell me to Fish
In President, I'm always at the bottom of the list, but
Only got one question and it's this: baby, am I worth the Risk? (Cause)
You're in my Cranium, you're the Mastermind
You're the Apples to my Apples, and we always Play to Nine
If I could get you to Say Anything, it'd be
Sorry for all the Trouble
You played me like Snakes and Ladders
I was the mouse and you were the black adder
You were the X's and I was the O's
And I lost every round of Roshambo
If you had a pair, you'd still tell me to Fish
In President, I'm always at the bottom of the list
But if you're ever in town, you should give me a call
Cause baby, I think we could have it all
You played me like Snakes and Ladders
I was the mouse and you were the black adder
You were the X's and I was the O's
And I lost every round of Roshambo
If you had a pair, you'd still tell me to Fish
In President, I'm always at the bottom of the list
But if you're ever in town, you should give me a call
Cause baby, I think we could have it
Baby, I think we could win it
Baby, I think we should bet it
Bet it all
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2. |
Red Soul Record
02:58
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It’s a beautiful day
Birds are chirping away
But I can’t find a reason to smile
Not a cloud in the sky
Has a worry but I
Got them old town blues
Then I put my red soul record
My red soul record
My red soul record on
I put my red soul record
My red soul record
My red soul record on
Tried to run but instead
He got stuck in my head
And I can’t find a way to escape
On the town painted green
These old bars ain’t my scene
And I’m on my own again
So I put my red soul record
My red soul record
My red soul record on
I put my red soul record
My red soul record
My red soul record on
So tell me what to do, what to say, who to be, my dear
Cause it’s a deep dark purple haze I fall down into when you’re not near
Gotta put my red soul record
My red soul record
My red soul record on
Gotta put my red soul record
My red soul record
My red soul record on
I gotta find that diamond love
Leave them behind just because
It’s the easier path to take
Poured it all on the dirt brown floor
Ain’t gonna do this anymore
Oh no
Cause it’s rags to riches, ashes to ashes to dust
I’m putting all my elbow grease into getting rid of all of this rust
Go put your red soul record
Your red soul record
Your red soul record on
Go put your red soul record
Your red soul record
Your red soul record on
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3. |
Your House
03:16
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There’s a bowl that you keep by your front door
Drop your keys in at night while you’re wanting for more
Like thank you and maybe and pretty pretty please
Oh, a house full of grownups and you’ll never find these
Cause there’s a clock that you keep by your bedside
It ticks away while you’re waiting to try
To fill all the dreams floating round your head
That can’t motivate you to get out of bed
Oh your house
Yes your house is full of things
There’s a picture that you hang on your living room wall
She painted it for you right before the fall
Now it’s just you and the ghost left on the couch
He keeps telling tales of the shape of her mouth
Oh your house
Yes your house is full of her
Ooooh’s x2
I’m the girl sitting on your kitchen stool
Not saying a word but being labelled a fool
For wanting to chip away that block of stone
And finally making this house a home
Cause oh your house
Yes your house is full of things
And your house is full of her
Well your house ain’t full of us
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Running
02:59
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Someone tell me what to do cause I’m a bit of a mess
Legal adult but I’m still in a kid mindset
Where are the instructions on growing up?
What are taxes or a mortgage, how do I vote?
No more discounts on planes or trains or boats
No one said it’d be this hard
And I’m running, I’m running
Running from the future I can be
And I’m running, yes I’m running
Running to find my way back to three
Living on my own is really weird
Still get nervous when I’m buying beer
Even though my license says I can
When I was little all I thought about was this
If there’s one thing I would tell that kid
It’s just embrace not being scared
And I’m running, I’m running
Running from the future that I want
And I’m running, yes I’m running
Running because I’m worried that I’m not
Not enough to be myself
To see a Grammy on my kitchen shelf
Next to my Oscar and my Tony
Not enough for radio
Or a hundred sold out shows
Even though that’s not the point of why I do this
Cause I do this to connect
With the girl that’s in her bedroom, saying
What the hell’s the point of it all?
And I sing to tell that girl
Write those angsty little love songs
About the one that broke your heart
Even though you think it’s worthless
Cause I’m telling you it isn’t
If you do one thing just listen
And stop running, girl stop running
Running from when people say you can
And I’ll stop running, gotta stop running
Cause I think it’s about time I learned to stand
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