Lyrics:
cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all along
Before you left adds up
The summer was the killer
Between our hearts and minds
Every day a drama
Dragging by in quarter time
By summer it was over
I couldn't see it
All alone as I walked by the banks of the river
Watching the moonbeams as evening drew nigh.
All alone as I rambled I spied a fair damsel
Weepin'
In the tall grass we held hands
Down by the river we made plans
Of what would and would not be
It was impossible to see
Their black boots shone in
not over no no, between you and me
It's not over
Say ooh baby, ooh baby
Come on y'all, come on y'all
You know what I'm saying
Because it's not over
not to bruise it
Buy time, don't lose it
The reflex is a lonely child, who's waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in
things I saw that I'm not proud of
Things that I'd do diff'rent now from then
But when I really make myself get honest
It's over and I can't go back
it's not) not made by hand
I got a mother, a sister and a brother
Who have gone to that sweet home
And I am determined to go and see them, good Lord
Cry softly lonely one
It's over, it's said, it's done
Don't let your heart break down
He's not the only one
So you're blue, And lonely too
talk it over, let's go out and paint the town
I'm waiting by the phone
Waiting for you to call me up and tell me I'm not alone
'Cause I want
off,
Start all over again.
I'll get some self assurance
If your endurance is great.
I'll learn by easy stages
If you're courageous and wait.
grace".
Or the night they broke behind us
And then took us by surprise
I whistled out to bonner, I seen the terror in his eyes
And he rode for all his
I know this is how I could be over you
You know this is not another waste of time
All this holding on can't be wrong
Just come back to me and I am
as she walks by
The girl is dope and I cannot lie
But it's not worth the pain or the shame
And it's sure not worth losing my baby
She's begging me
After all this time I should
Be over you I know
But I keep having dreams and
Seeing scenes from long ago
I keep driving by the house I
Guess I can't
the first time I've suffered myself
Help me get over this love
I'll get over next love all by myself
So break out the bottle
(That's when I see the blues in your pretty brown eyes)
You say it's over now but it's easy to see
You still belong to him you're not happy with
If you really knew how many times I've tried to help you
Make your mind up in the matters of the heart, you'd not be bothered
By the miscues
Walk down that lonesome road, all by yourself.
Don't turn your head, back over your shoulder.
And only stop to rest yourself, when the silver moon,
a fuck what they all say, right?
Awesome, the Christian in Christian Dior
Damn, they don't make 'em like this anymore
I ask, 'cause I'm not sure
Do
Think it over, what you've just said
Think it over in your pretty little head
Are you sure think I'm not the one,
Is your love real or only fun?
No more walks in the wood
The trees have all been cut down
And where once they stood
Not even a wagon rut appears along the path
Low brush is
me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost
So wake me up when it's all
got a cold sore one that would not go away
Yeah I tried ointment on it but nothing was working
For me
My kissin' days are over thanks to little herpe
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