Listening to: Pete Yorn

A paraphrase from a Pete Yorn interview:

“My music is written to be listened to in your car, while crying.”

With that thought, here you go.

Lyrics
In the time, I got to know herShe revealed she was weirdBroken nails, I would neverTry to leave something real
And I told ya conversationsNever went anywhereAnd I know it’ll last foreverShe can’t quit it, she don’t care
She got left on the side of the roadNo one’s gonna take her home again, my babyGot left where no one knows I never thought I’d see your face again
There was lightBig explosionsWe believed it was realThen she’d ice never talk toAnyone that she knew
And I felt her devastationWe were lost in the fightAnd I knew I couldn’t leave herI would love her through the night, oh
Got left on the side of the roadNo one’s gonna ever take you home again, my babyGot left where no one knows I thought you were a better friend to meMy friend
Got left on the side of the roadNo one’s gonna take you home again, my babyGot left where no one one knowsI thought you were a better friend to me, my friend, oh
I’m looking for youSee ya tonightI’m looking for youMaybe tonightI’m looking for you
Got left on the side of the road No one’s gonna ever take you home again, babyGot left and no one knows and no one’s gonna tell you where to goMy friendGot left on the side of the road No one’s gonna ever take you home again, babyGot left where no one knows, I thought you were a better friend to meMy friend