måndag 21 december 2009

Laugh and a half

I learned politeness on my mama's knees
I learned by uprightness my number of friends should increase
When I think about the things I've done
I laugh out loud to no one
Yeah, to no one
Cause it's so hard to meet the eyes that I see
When I try to open up my heart
There is something inside me and I know it's good
But understanding is misunderstood
At the end of a smile there's a laugh and a half

But I became honest Mr. Mistaken
In spite of the curves my smile was making
Bombers and kickers in one big stream
I grew up in a life size pinball machine
Yeah, they're mean
Cause it's so hard to meet the eyes that I see
When I try to open up my heart
There is something inside me and I know it's good
But understanding is misunderstood
At the end of a smile there's a laugh and a half
On my behalf
There is something inside me and I know it's good
But understanding is misunderstood
At the end of a smile there is a laugh and a half

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