I remember crying over you
And I don’t mean like a couple of tears
And then I’m blue
I’m talkin’ about collapsing
And screaming at the moon
But I’m a better man
For having gone through it
Yes, I’m a better man
For having gone through…
Ever since I learned how to curse
I’ve been using those sorry old words
But, I’m talkin’ to these children
And I’m keeping it clean
I don’t need those words
To say what I mean
No, I don’t need those words
To say what I mean
// Excited to see the Avett brothers this Wednesday
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