
Write Them Down Songtext
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Pick me up
When I get down.
Take these things I said I'd do
And write them down.
'Cause I,
I don't think I can.
Oh, but I,
I still need a plan.
These empty rooms.
Decorate our floorboards
And forget about the holes,
But leave the door
To the past.
Try to make
A good thing last.
And we'll shun
Our history.
Put ourselves a bottle of gold,
Lost at sea,
And try to give this love
Proper change.
Oh, but I,
I still look for life.
And we'll paint
When I get down.
Take these things I said I'd do
And write them down.
'Cause I,
I don't think I can.
Oh, but I,
I still need a plan.
These empty rooms.
Decorate our floorboards
And forget about the holes,
But leave the door
To the past.
Try to make
A good thing last.
And we'll shun
Our history.
Put ourselves a bottle of gold,
Lost at sea,
And try to give this love
Proper change.
Oh, but I,
I still look for life.
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