You like things
And things cost money
All your clothes
Slightly stained
Leather jackets
Smell like cigarettes
I asked for shorts
You gave me hundreds
Knowing too soon
You die young
There's nothing you can do
About this
We play cowboys
I'll shoot you a thousand times
Driving back seat
Can't make words align
Bloods brains, blood and bones, all good things
Sticks and stones are tangible things
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
Search sales racks
Scream at concrete walls
Driving down the freeway
Search sales racks when I'm out of town
Copy and paste, garbage bag windows
I love when you organize my empty bottom
My hand smells like
The last thing you said
Your mom catches us again
She'll kill us in bed
Bloods brains, blood and bones, all good things
Sticks and stones are tangible things
42 - Sales Items Lyrics
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You like things
And things cost money
All your clothes
Slightly stained
Leather jackets
Smell like cigarettes
I asked for shorts
You gave me hundreds
Knowing too soon
You die young
There's nothing you can do
About this
We play cowboys
I'll shoot you a thousand times
Driving back seat
Can't make words align
Bloods brains, blood and bones, all good things
Sticks and stones are tangible things
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
Search sales racks
Scream at concrete walls
Driving down the freeway
Search sales racks when I'm out of town
Copy and paste, garbage bag windows
I love when you organize my empty bottom
My hand smells like
The last thing you said
Your mom catches us again
She'll kill us in bed
Bloods brains, blood and bones, all good things
Sticks and stones are tangible things
And things cost money
All your clothes
Slightly stained
Leather jackets
Smell like cigarettes
I asked for shorts
You gave me hundreds
Knowing too soon
You die young
There's nothing you can do
About this
We play cowboys
I'll shoot you a thousand times
Driving back seat
Can't make words align
Bloods brains, blood and bones, all good things
Sticks and stones are tangible things
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
You know what I like to do when I'm out of town
Search sales racks
Scream at concrete walls
Driving down the freeway
Search sales racks when I'm out of town
Copy and paste, garbage bag windows
I love when you organize my empty bottom
My hand smells like
The last thing you said
Your mom catches us again
She'll kill us in bed
Bloods brains, blood and bones, all good things
Sticks and stones are tangible things
Writer: Anthony Cunningham
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