You're It

A Cue Stick

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    Her question so simple, desire so pure
    The answer much bolder and blatant for sure
    But whom could she ask oh, and where could she find
    Excuses and riddles that make up her mind

    So she stays and waits with baited breath
    And makes it through the year
    Til death, or life runs its course and she
    Makes her way out of here

    She sits still in silence and buries her head
    In her hands that still tremble from words that hed said
    So calloused and ruined and stupid and sad
    And broken and full of the hopes that theyd had

    But she stays the course and sits aboard
    The train bound south and west
    And plays over again the words shed said
    Forgetting most but recalling the best

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    She said Tag you're it
    It's your turn to chase me I'm running too fast while you stand set in stone
    So I'll slow my pace, I need you to catch me
    This isn't a race if I run it alone
    So please don't quit
    Cause you, you're all that I have
    You're it

    She unpacks her bags to her new dresser drawers
    And makes a home of a ceiling four walls and a floor
    But she notices life still goes on as it does
    And the grass is the same shade of green as it was

    And the nights still cold and the days still long
    And she cant find a friend
    So she desperately writes the boy once more
    This time in a more subtle pen

    She says Tag you're it
    It's your turn to chase me I'm running too fast while you stand set in stone
    So I'll slow my pace, I need you to catch me
    This isn't a race if I run it alone
    So please don't quit
    Cause you, you're all that I have
    You're it

    But hes carried the burden too long
    In the wake of the wreckage she left was he wrong to
    Stand his ground, and Settle down
    And stop chasing the dream of tomorrow and living today
    Hes chased her too long now shes got to find her own way

    So he says Tag you're it
    It's your turn to chase me youre running too fast while I stand set in stone
    And though you slow your pace, you're still running from me
    Stop running your race and try coming back home
    But I won't quit
    Cause you, you're all that I have
    You're it

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    Composición: Sam Bradshaw y Ben Bradshaw

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