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Another sentimental argument and bitter love
Fucked without a kiss again, dragged it through the mud
Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone
The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride
A knock down, dragged out fight
Fat lips and open wounds
Another wasted night
And no one will take the fall
Where do we go from here
And what did you do with the directions?
Promise me no dead end streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
A knock down, dragged out fight
Fat lips and open wounds
Another wasted night
And no one will take the fall
Another sentimental argument and bitter love
Fucked without a kiss again, dragged it through the mud
Where do we go from here, and what did you do with the directions?
Promise me no dead end streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
Fucked without a kiss again, dragged it through the mud
Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone
The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride
A knock down, dragged out fight
Fat lips and open wounds
Another wasted night
And no one will take the fall
Where do we go from here
And what did you do with the directions?
Promise me no dead end streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
A knock down, dragged out fight
Fat lips and open wounds
Another wasted night
And no one will take the fall
Another sentimental argument and bitter love
Fucked without a kiss again, dragged it through the mud
Where do we go from here, and what did you do with the directions?
Promise me no dead end streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
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Worry rock is my relationship with my fiance. We fight alot and tend to go nowhere.
A knocked down dragged out fight. Fat lips and open wounds. Another wasted night and no one will take the fall.
Actually, since i evaluated these lyrics, our fights havent been so bad, ive been alot more rationl with my words (i think, i hope). Anyway...
Where do we go from here? And what did you do with the directions? Promise me no dead end streets And I'll guarantee we'll have the road.
I've said this to her as a promise, and its something I want in my vows. That might sound a bit dark for wedding vows but it makes perfect sense to me.