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Taking Back Sunday Everything Must Go Lyrics

Last updated: 02/21/2011 10:00:00 AM

We found a house with a yard
And moved all of my things
And most of your things, in
And honey I was proud of it
But honey I was proud of, you

You quote the Good Book,
When it's convenient
But you don't have the sense
No you don't have the sense
To tie your tangled tongue
Instead you're slashing through the mud

Some boxes, that
Hand-me-down couch, and chair
That used to be at your church
We borrowed them from there
A cabinet record player with nothing but James Taylor
Tore the carpets from the corner
To put in the hardwood floor
I'd be a fool to ask for more...

You quote the Good Book,
When it's convenient
But you don't have the sense
No you don't have the sense
To tie your tangled tongue
Instead you're slashing through the mud

You quote the Good Book,
When it's convenient
But you don't have the sense
No you don't have the sense
To tie your tangled tongue
Instead you're slashing through the mud

The love you but couldn't name
The path that we were stuck between
Beside myself I start to think
Oh Lord, what have I done?

You quote the Good Book,
When it's convenient
But you don't have the sense
No you don't have the sense
To tie your tangled tongue
Instead you're slashing through the mud

You quote the Good Book,
When it's convenient
But you don't have the sense
No you don't have the sense
To tie your tangled tongue
Instead you're slashing through the mud

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