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Artist:TAKING BACK SUNDAY
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Album:Miscellaneous
Track:The Ballad Of Sal Villanueva
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:It's not that i don't trust you
i just know what you've been up to
and this dial tone is
agreeing with everything i've had in mind.
and you've got your high as a kite tricks in the
bag.

so as his eyes move down past your shoulders
and the shades start moving in the
same direction
don't worry, i won't say a thing.
you can't blame a girl for sticking to
what she knows.

i hope he takes his time
and i hope he keeps your eyes closed
tight
and i hope that when he leaves,
you still smell him on your sheets
because i
can, i can.
i hope he takes his time
and i hope he keeps your eyes closed tight
and i
hope that when he leaves,
you still smell him on your sheets
because i can, i can.


if i could get to sleep
then, i guess you could stop pretending.
because if i didnt
think you loved him
well then i would lay alone
and you've got your high as a kite tricks
in the bag.

i hope he takes his time
and i hope he keeps your eyes closed tight

and i hope that when he leaves,
you still smell him on your sheets
because i can, i
can.
i hope he takes his time
and i hope he keeps your eyes closed tight
and i hope
that when he leaves,
you still smell him on your sheets
because i can, i can.


you're down for selling me out
while i play dumb,
but it's cool because i let you, you
thought i'd never catch you,
you said "we're only friends." yeah, real good friends, i bet. i
bet.

you're down for selling me out
while i play dumb,
but it's cool because i
let you, you thought i'd never catch you,
you said "we're only friends." yeah, real good
friends, i bet. i bet.

you're down for selling me out
while i play dumb,
but
it's cool because i let you, you thought i'd never catch you,
you said "we're only friends."
yeah, real good friends, i bet. i bet.

forget your legs around my hips.
forget your
hands pressed on my back.
forget all the letters that i kept.
this is another i won't
send.
forget your lips, your eyes, your thighs.
forget our one last kiss goodbye.

forget me staking out your house.
forget ive got you figured out.

forget your legs
around my hips.
forget your hands pressed on my back.
forget all the letters that i
kept.
this is another i won't send
 
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