We all got closets full of skeleton bones
Secrets we'll never tell on our own
We all got vaults full of shame and regret
Failure's that we'll take to our death
And I regret leaving you when you were bound for London
Without saying I was proud or something
But the clarity of hindsight it amounts to nothing
When the silence from the phone becomes the sound of suffering
Let's go

And when the pen drops, so loud
It's an eruption like Sunday morning coming down
On the street corner wishing I was stoned
I barely even trust myself when I'm alone
Yeah

But we get what we deserve in the end
Yeah, we get what we deserve in the end
And I deserve your silence
Yeah, I deserve your silence
(I deserve your silence)

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Oh, so much I call, I want you

I used to keep a hand on the holster
Hand on the holster
Now it's on a 40 and the other's on the Bible
Other's on the Bible
I used to tell her that I loved her
Tell her that I loved her
I even moved north just to be beside her family
Be beside her family
She used to tell me that she loved me
Tell me that she loved me
Even though she cheated when I went to see my family
Went to see my family
Well we get
Well we get
Well we get what we deserve in the end
Yeah, we get what we deserve in the end
And you deserve my silence
Yeah, you deserve my silence
(You deserve my silence)

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Oh, so much I call, I want you
Oh, so much I call, I want you

The heart wants what it wants and it takes what it takes
It bends to forgive and it breaks when it breaks
And we take leave of our senses and hope for the best
But the best is when we keep intentions close to the vest
I've been told I'm so naive that I'm a danger to myself
But I believe the danger is when you try to label someone else
I got one hand on the 40 and the other's on the Word
See one will get you drunk but they both will get you heard

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Oh, so much I call, I want you
Oh, so much I call, I want you
Back, back, back
You back
I love it all
So much I call
I want you back, back, back
You back
Yeah