old best friend – things that happen lyrics
[verse 1]
i could have sworn i k!lled a man last night
moving through the crosswalk while i had the green light
the painted lines were on the far side of the hill
by the time i saw him it was too late
but i felt no impact
saw no body in the rear view
so i kept on driving
what i’m really trying to tell you
is i don’t believe the things that happen really happen
[chorus 1]
what if i’m right?
could i squeeze a little truth out of my lies?
if i gained control
would it make you come back home?
again
[verse 2]
i’m hearing voices when i close my eyes
and feel the room around me shifting as it’s changing size
each night i fall into the arms of a woman
she is singing me to sleep
but i wake alone
in a single room apartment
i turn off the television
what i’m really trying to tell you
is i don’t believe the things that happen really happen
[chorus 1]
what if i’m right?
could i squeeze a little truth out of my lies?
if i gained control
would it make you come back home?
again
[verse 3]
i could have sworn i made it home last night
i’d had a couple drinks, but figured i could walk alright
saw the lights on at my place across the street, and i
thought i’d fall asleep to the sound of traffic p-ssing by
but then i stumble forward
and the headlights come upon me
and i’m off the windshield
bleeding out onto the concrete
what i’m really trying to tell you
is i don’t believe the things that happen really happen
[chorus 2]
what if i’m right?
could i squeeze a little air back into these lungs to give me life?
if i gained control
i would stand back up and run to you
and call whatever ground you stand on home
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