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The Rent Is Due - You, Me, and Everyone We Know
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The Rent Is Due You, Me, and Everyone We Know

The Rent Is Due - You, Me, and Everyone We Know
Last night, my mind dreamt
Across 8 state lines
To lull into dreams of sleeping, lying
But not so alone this time

Could you feel it when I stole covers
Kissed your neck
And wished you one good night
I hoped to remain in for the rest of my days

Now these north breezes haunt me so teasingly placed
Once again in my path, once again I am faced
With the cold truth of Autumn, the tease of her taste
My bags have been packed for days

So make it a point to
Say you miss me
And tell all of your friends
Of the boy from which your accent comes
Oh won't you hold it against me
For knowing the words
What to say to make your heartbeat stop

Last night, my arms stretched out
Of New England and into the deep south
Just to pull back clouds that hide the sun
Just to burst through your windows just for fun
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