What I'd Be Without Me

The Paper Chase

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    Dear diary, as you can see the pen's drinking
    And it's an ornery little thing
    And it's dreadful, dreadful, dreadful
    Dear diary, my sweet body will turn on me
    Say pretty please cause god is listening
    And we all fall in the big empty

    Do you wanna know what girls want?
    Do you wanna know what girls really need?
    They want the greasy hands all over their mouths
    Apparently turncoats that grant the nosebleeds
    And do you wanna know what boys want?
    They want the grass stains on their sisters' barbies
    And they want their hands crawling up there them self
    And you're knock-kneed, knock-kneed, knock-kneed

    We'll cross our hearts, we'll cross our T's
    I'll clean your feet you'll scrape your knees
    Remember me? I had you by your baby teeth

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    Abeline, look at me
    Were you wanting to go it without me?
    Wait and see wait and see
    Don't forget what you will be without me
    Grab your knees fall asleep
    When you wander the desert in suspense
    Wait for me wait for me
    Don't you stumble across your own footprints
    Baby teeth baby teeth come to me
    Come to me, come to me, come to me

    Dear diary, day ten of day ten's desert scene
    It's an odious thing
    And it's awful, awful, awful
    Dear diary, I fear I've seen those things I've seen
    Say pretty please cause god is listening
    And we all fall in the big empty

    Abeline, look at me
    Were you wanting to go it without me?
    Wait and see wait and see
    Don't forget what you will be without me
    Grab your knees fall asleep
    When you wander the desert in suspense
    Wait for me wait for me
    Don't you stumble across your own footprints
    Baby teeth baby teeth come to me
    Come to me, come to me, come to me

    Baby teeth baby teeth
    Were you wanting to know what I'm made of?
    This is me this is me
    Snap a photo to show what I once was
    Grab your knees fall asleep
    When you wander the desert in suspense
    Wait for me wait for me
    Don't you stumble across your own footprints
    Baby teeth baby teeth
    Come to me, come to me

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    Composition: John Ashley Congleton

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