Got a word on the tip of my tongue
That old familiar forgetfulness keeps on comin'
And I'm left here like a stray on the street
You tagged and packed me all the way home
I don't wanna let it hurt
Now you know I got a bloody t-shirt
Maybe I wasn't good enough
Never know cause you gave it all up
Now we got this predicament
Somebody someday's gotta face the music
You don't have to talk to me
But someway, someday
I know you're gonna see
It's you
Just you (and me)
It's you
Just you (and me)
Now you tell me you got another man
Pushing buttons like your my auto harp accordion to me
He's got moves that we've seen before
But you're falling for him anyway
I don't wanna be a bitter man
Now you got me wonderin' who I am
Can't get past this hurricane
Spinning out, living in pain
So I'll tell you as a brother now
Tell you how we got 'em back then
Can't pretend not to see it now
'Cause all in all it all comes back
To you
Just you (and me)
It's you It's just you (and me)
Come on back when you need another hand, and you're
Used up, like a scrapbook cut-out on a book, a page, a book in age
Baby, best buy on a brighter day
If you only listen to yourself you see
that there's no need for no association
Got no motivation but the front row,
of the fashion show, and the cover of a magazine
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