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More than Just Friends Video (MV)




Performed By: Junkyard Cat
Language: English
Length: 4:50
Written by: Adam Whitty




Junkyard Cat - More than Just Friends Lyrics
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Trapped inside my bed again
The sun is rising, illuminate the walls as they're caving in
Guess I was up all night staring at Polaroid love
Too late to make things right
And your cold shoulder weighed me down like 20 boulders
I close my eyes, I hate to see us growing older
But in my dreams you persist
In my head you still live, I love nonexistence
But still I, wake up, out of luck
Left to sin now there's no washing my sheets
Softly speak, "How the hell could you forget me?"
But I've been getting better at starting again
Yeah I've been placing my hands on warmer skin
And making some new "more-than-just-friends"
I close my eyes and try this again
But still I, wake up, out of luck
Left to sin now there's no washing my sheets
Softly speak, "How the hell could you forget me?"
But still I, wake up, half drunk
See the ways I really made you resent me
Rip the seams and shed your disease
But still I wake up, out of luck
Oh
But still I, wake up, out of luck
Left to sin now there's no washing my sheets
Softly speak, "How the hell could you forget me?"
But still I, wake up, half drunk
See the ways I really made you resent (hate) me
Rip the seams and shed your disease
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Trapped inside my bed again
The sun is rising, illuminate the walls as they're caving in
Guess I was up all night staring at Polaroid love
Too late to make things right
And your cold shoulder weighed me down like 20 boulders
I close my eyes, I hate to see us growing older
But in my dreams you persist
In my head you still live, I love nonexistence
But still I, wake up, out of luck
Left to sin now there's no washing my sheets
Softly speak, "How the hell could you forget me?"
But I've been getting better at starting again
Yeah I've been placing my hands on warmer skin
And making some new "more-than-just-friends"
I close my eyes and try this again
But still I, wake up, out of luck
Left to sin now there's no washing my sheets
Softly speak, "How the hell could you forget me?"
But still I, wake up, half drunk
See the ways I really made you resent me
Rip the seams and shed your disease
But still I wake up, out of luck
Oh
But still I, wake up, out of luck
Left to sin now there's no washing my sheets
Softly speak, "How the hell could you forget me?"
But still I, wake up, half drunk
See the ways I really made you resent (hate) me
Rip the seams and shed your disease
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Writer: Adam Whitty
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