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Simpson Ashlee Autobiography

On a Monday, I am waiting Tuesday, I am fading And by Wednesday I can't sleep Then the phone rings, I hear you And the darkness is a clear view Cause

The sky is falling and it's early in the morning But it's okay somehow I spilled my coffee, it went all over your clothes I gotta wear mine now And I

Here, here I am again And I'm starin' at these same four walls Alone again And now, all the colors blend And I'm growing numb and I've become This empty

Just like an angel you're gonna make me fly Into your arms you're wrapping me up so tight You had me crawling so bad Got me heels over head You got me

If that's the way you want it Well there you go Baby you can have it all Now that you just let me go Yeah, yeah! Yeah, yeah! I've waited here for so

Hey you, living for tomorrow You sold your dreams for a pocket of change Hey you, smokin' up your sorrow Just pointing fingers at someone to blame Hey

flirt Right now I'm solo, but that will be changing eventually, oh Got bruises on my heart and sometimes I get dark If you want my auto, want my autobiography

biggest flirt Right now I'm solo, but that will be changing eventually, oh Got bruises on my heart and sometimes I get dark If you want my auto, want my autobiography

[Bonus Track] We laughed, we cried And all the while we felt so alive It was you and me You grabbed my hand and made me see What it could feel like