Strain Your Memory The Menzingers
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[Verse 1]
May the highways cross their fingers and hope
That we may one day find ourselves home
She sticks her head outside the passenger window
Sighs as traffic stops and goes
It's been two weeks now livin' in this southern town
We hoped the change would change our restless minds
A little rewind to a simpler time
I swear it's temporary livin' in this cheap motel
Somewhere in the bible belt
We made love at that Marietta Motel 6
You fell asleep on my shoulder of commitment
Took it as a sign everything would be fine
Sometimes it takes these kind of nights just to realize
How we wanna spend the rest of our lives
[Chorus]
Could a diamond in the rough ever be enough
I've been mining for your love
Since the day that we met, I've spent every second in your minefield diggin' it up
Can you strain your memory back to the times
When trouble wasn't always, always on our minds
Trouble wasn't always on our minds
Back to the times when trouble wasn't always on our minds
[Interlude]
May the highways cross their fingers and hope
That we may one day find ourselves home
She sticks her head outside the passenger window
Sighs as traffic stops and goes
It's been two weeks now livin' in this southern town
We hoped the change would change our restless minds
A little rewind to a simpler time
I swear it's temporary livin' in this cheap motel
Somewhere in the bible belt
We made love at that Marietta Motel 6
You fell asleep on my shoulder of commitment
Took it as a sign everything would be fine
Sometimes it takes these kind of nights just to realize
How we wanna spend the rest of our lives
[Chorus]
Could a diamond in the rough ever be enough
I've been mining for your love
Since the day that we met, I've spent every second in your minefield diggin' it up
Can you strain your memory back to the times
When trouble wasn't always, always on our minds
Trouble wasn't always on our minds
Back to the times when trouble wasn't always on our minds
[Interlude]
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