Lyrics:
My oh my, you're so good looking Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends But I've not tasted all your cooking Who are you when I'm not
to read Give me breathing holes to breathe I'll admit that in the end You were better as a friend Though I'd do it all again I'm between the bookends I
to be bookends Grand finale in the end Just set the stage and hit the lights Never one to take my own advice Scrape the shallows And you’ll never trust
think we do I don't think we do Fuck this world A living bookend A living bookend Look! There goes your friends Were they important? Were they
forgot Remaining silent holding our breath My skin is warm During the bookend months Of the year I keep saying what you don't want To hear Something
on the wall between plants and the bookend It's just a disposable camera, you're not a disposable friend I was just thinking 'bout us and the way we support
My, oh, my, you're so good looking Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends But I've not tasted all you're cooking Who are you when I'm not
My oh my, you're so good looking Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends But I've not tasted all you're cooking Who are you when I'm not
there is? Pieces of paper Sticking out from the shelves It's not my life, they're just words, They're just sticks and stones, they're just bookends Is
the past bookends on the shelf and live life again When everything has come unglued You second guess each thing you do You need to know I'll see you through
I’m good at You might be the one to Celebrate the last laugh I don’t want this To be the bookend I don't want to list The reasons it should I don’t
care, give it to me right there Talking Cali on to Brooklyn, the cover to the bookend Now we’re all out n good looking Fat Summer. ___ Bro, I think I just
On the hour Descartes, you knew my name Let the slippers guide Done the time From hour to bookend City under hostage Sleep the gentle slumber Leave us alone
leave?) Living apart looked taller, Bookends forgotten, Tried to turn around but you’re living in the ghost of the others, These walls fall short remember
stretch and are gone in the grains Melting pastels erase away the pain At the end of the day, the fading light Book-ends a happy ever after tonight
suffering, we're at the bookend Survived by a life well spent It's hard to see you lose your composure And cry when we clean you up Dying days are hard
been together, we've been apart Stored up information written into each other's heart Just like two bookends, not merely friends Not reaching out and so
My oh my, you're so good looking Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends But I've not tasted all your cooking Who are you when I'm not
Old friends, old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes
Old friends Old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends Newspaper blowin' through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes
Old friends, old friends, Sat on their parkbench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes
I don't know how I don't know where Baby all I know is love So I'm here between the bookends Of everything that was and What will be
Old friends Old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blowin' through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes
Old friends, old friends, Sat on their parkbench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes
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