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Glassjaw Tip Your Bartender Lyrics

Last updated: 02/28/2011 10:00:00 AM

hit it one more time for our men
in uniform (with a price upon their heads).
this is a war.
sober up.
call it what you want, the color changes up in the sun.

Not throwing stones at you anymore.
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder, anymore.
Anymore.

All my X's live with hexes, this is why I hang
myself with jealousy upon a fencepost half mast.
Fashion: war between the guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the teen.

Not throwing stones at you anymore.
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder, anymore.
Anymore.

Oh yeah I would like to, to die like mice do.
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man.
I'm crying, crying, crying.

Not throwing stones at you anymore.
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder, anymore.
Anymore.

Yeah I would like to, yeah I'd like to die like fucking mice do.
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man.
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man.

Fashion.
Buy it.
Load it.
Shoot it.
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