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I try to quiet myself down
So hard to do when you’re around.
Nobody ever talks me down the way you do.
You like your coffee with no cream
You always say just what you mean
But lines will never blur between just friends.
And I, well I get by,
But it’s hard to find someone like you.
CHORUS
But you’re the one I want tonight
And you’re the one I want tomorrow
And you’re the one that’s in my sight
Without you all this is a half-life.
Half-life.
Feels like nobody else can see
Through all my damage and debris
That there is more than just the me you’ve known forever.
I try to give this love a name
But it puts adjectives to shame
Look at the mess that I became from all this wondering.
And I, well I do try,
But no other high compares to you.
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Oh, it’s so hard getting through to you.
Oh, why can’t you say all the things I do.
Oh, if only you’d see me the way I see you.
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Going on 17
04:00
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I remember the first time
Just like it was the last time
It’s still burned inside my head
I think it was a Friday
There was a dance on that night
And that was the first time I saw your face.
The lights were low, the mirrorball dropped
The band began, and my heart stopped,
You smiled at me and nothing was the same
CHORUS
When we were sixteen going on seventeen
My whole world would start when you looked at me
It was love, oh oh the first love, oh oh the first love
And you were all I ever thought about
Thrilled my soul just saying your name aloud
It was love, oh, oh the first love
It never died down.
And you would drive me so crazy
Made life so damn frustrating
We always fought like cats and dogs.
But then we’d make up in your Datsun
Made life a little more fun for us
And I thought for sure you were the one.
The radio would play our song
The windows cracked and time rolled on
And no one else could make me feel that way
CHORUS
Can’t you see
That you’re the only one
Who ever stuck with me
And I’m the only one
Who has to make believe
That someday I will let you go
Let you go, I’ll let you go, I’ll let you go.
But I remember the first time
Just like it was the last time
It’s still burned inside my head.
CHORUS
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Jacob
03:45
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It should be easy to call you on the phone
Ask how you’re doing since you’ve been on your own
And feel like we used to feel before when it was easier.
When you were just Jacob and I was the girl next door.
We didn’t realize that there would be so much more.
And now I’m sorry to break both of our hearts
‘Cause it can’t get easier.
CHORUS 1
In my mind I can see our picture
With me in white
And a ring on your finger.
In my mind I can see how it all would be.
I heard from Julie that you’ve got a new girlfriend.
I hope she’s better than I could have ever been.
She says she’s pretty and that you can smile again.
That doesn’t make this easier.
CHORUS 2
In my mind I can see our picture
A baby in our arms
And she looks just like her father.
In my mind I can see how it all would be.
BRIDGE
I think about you when I can't sleep at night.
But when it came to him I knew I had to try.
I know I hurt you
I didn't mean to
And now he's everything to me.
God how I loved you,
But we weren't meant to be.
CHORUS 3
And in my mind I can see our picture
Back in time,
Before you were a stranger and
In my mind we were happy together
(Repeat CH1&2)
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That Girl
03:35
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I don’t want a baby
And I don’t want to get married.
And I don’t want a house
Made out of stucco.
Maybe someday I will
But til that day comes I still
Know I don’t want a baby.
'Cause I don’t want to be….
That girl who falls in love
Makin’ sacrafices with no pay off.
All for a boy who just turns over when he’s done
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
I don’t want a husband
‘Cause I don’t want to love him
And lose my only sense of sanity.
And maybe someday I will.
But til that day comes I still
Know I don’t want a husband
‘Cause I don’t wanna be.
That girl who loses herself
Putting all her dreams on the highest shelf
Doing everything for everyone else
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
And if I have offended you
I’m sorry but it’s still the truth
'Cause I’m not ready for that life
He wanted to make me his wife
And I almost gave it all to him
But then he let me go,
And I was
That girl who lost herself
Putting all her dreams on the highest shelf
All for a boy who just turns over when he's done
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
(Music interlude)
‘Cause I just want to be me
And if he cannot see me
Then I don’t want to give him
Everything.
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5. |
Fallout
05:01
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Do you at least feel a thing at all
Or are you too busy letting go?
‘Cause I don’t know how you turn it off so quick.
And all the times that I’ve said goodbye
And all the people who’ve made me feel like nothing
Well I never thought that you’d be one of them.
And it’s been hard letting go
Packing up and taking hold
Of everything that was mine before you came.
CHORUS
But it’s too late to turn back now
We gotta hit the road
And take it faster.
Too late to salvage anything.
And it’s too late to hold out hope
That anything survived
This whole disaster.
In the fallout
You were all out.
So I guess that goes for me too.
And I admit that I figured this
I felt it coming like the wind from hurricane.
But I ignored the signs that grew.
And you were so good at faking it
That I never could tell the truth when you told it.
You had me goin’ didn’t you?
And it’s been hard getting up
Taking back myself and forgetting your love
But I think that I’m finally moving on.
CHORUS
And all the times you looked me right in the eye
And said you were all in,
Did you really mean it?
And all that time I must’ve been crazy wasn’t I
To think you were all in.
To have believed it.
CHORUS 2x
But didn’t you once
Before the fallout. (2x)
Then you were all out. (2x)
And it’s too late now.
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You make all my dreams come true
Purple, gold, and blue painted on the ceiling there
We stop and stare at all
Of the colliding shapes
Dancing through this place.
And I can’t erase this feeling I am feeling.
Oh you know me better than
The back of your hand, the waves of your heart
You know me better than anyone else.
This love, this love is one of kind
One of a kind.
Oh this love, this love is one of kind
One of kind.
You make me feel brand new
Everything you do takes me to another place
A lovely chase. And all my life I’ve wanted this
To get lost in a kiss
With lips that look just like yours when they smile at me
Oh you know me better than
The back of your hand, the waves of your heart
You know me better than anyone else.
Oh you know me better than
The back of your hand, and it’s holding mine
And it’s holding mine.
CHORUS
Oooh (2x)
BRIDGE
Oh you know me better than the back of your hand
And oh, you see me better than the rest of this world
You know me better than I know myself.
Oh you know me better than anyone else.
CHORUS Repeat til fade.
All Rights Reserved © Courtney DaVol, 2012
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Court DaVol Los Angeles, California
Court DaVol is a 25 year old Folk/Country Singer/Songwriter from Los Angeles, CA.
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