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Amber Rubarth lyrics : "You Will Love This Song"

You always
Loved the colors
And the detail

So heres mine
Snuck out down
At dark seventeeth

Street late last night
Took my
Little orange booklamp

And the notebook
With the stars
On the front

The sleeping bag
That my ex gave to me
To keep me warm

And a black
Fountain pen
To write the words

That was too late
To say out loud
And my eyes

Turned green
Like they do
When I'm crying

And my heart
It went to blue
Cause you told me

That I might not be
What you need
You want

To try more out
But you're
The only thing

I can't stop
Thinking about
Yeah I

Like you, a lot
And I think
It's worse

Than that

So you love it

When all the words
In the song
Move really fast

So your ears
Have to choose
Just one

Little phrase
To hold onto


And you love it
When all the chords
Are really simple

So you can play it
On the guitar
And when it goes

All funny
At the end you
Like that too


And so
I'll build you a song

And I know
You're gunna love it
Because I'm putting

In all the pieces
That you said
You wanted in it

And I'm writing it
Here in my room
In my underwear

And an orange t-shirt
Bbecause I know
You'd think

That was hot
Yeah, hot
Like that day
That you called
Sick for work

Because we'd stay
Out too late
At the
Cheesecake factory
The night before

And we held hands
On the beach
And I found that crab
With a funny shell
And you took

A video of me
Holding it up
By the newly-painted
Blue motel
And you said I

Like you, a lot
And I thought
"Well
This couldn't get
Much better"


You're so happy
You met me
When you did
Because you
Were starting
To think you
Didn't like people


You told me
That when I moved out
I could still stay
In your room for weeks

And now

I'm wondering
If I imagined it
Or if it was ever
Really there
Cause they say
Even in magic nothing
Truely disapears

It just gets
Stuffed up
In somebodies sleeve
Or behind their hand
Or on top
Of their head
You forgot to keep

Your eye on it
You're looking
Down instead

So now
I'm the fool up
On stage

At the magic show
Searching the depth
For my card
While everyone laughs
Because they know
That it's in plain
Sight to see
Yeah
It's stuck
On your forehead
But I can't think
Your mean
Because
I volunteered
To be mislead

Yeah
Cause I
Like you, a lot
And I don't know
What to do
With it now
And I
Like you, a lot
I didn't think it
Would hurt this bad
I like you, a lot
And we both know
That it's worse
Than that

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