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Thursday Lyrics

Thursday Lyrics

Standing On The Edge Of Summer

In this room, sitting by your side
Cause it rains for hours and the phone is off its hook
Standing on the edge casting lights to set me up
Before you knock me down
Summers edge and drown me
Betting on our own lives
Making up for all time we lost

In this house of cards we're all holding hearts and spades
(One breath, one step, could knock it all down)
But lead with your eyes and you give it away
(Decide, Design, to cut from the clouds)
When the people you love get lost in the shuffle
(When you leave, you leave nothing but broken hearts)
Let it go and then you fold

So we stay on the open
We drive for hours and still no end in sight at all
Driving in you car
Miss the stop sign fall in love
Just to get knocked down
Summers edge and drown me
Betting on our own lives
Making up for all time we lost

In this house of cards we're all holding hearts and spades
(One breath, one step, could knock it all down)
But lead with your eyes and you give it away
(Decide, Design, to cut from the clouds)
When the people you love get lost in the shuffle
(When you leave, you leave nothing but broken hearts)

Pull with your punches and burn with your cigaretts
Pull like a punch, burn like a cigarett, forever

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