Paroles de Minneapolis Cold

I walk to your house then back to mine Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five In the morning I miss you, but I don't know why I don't think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes The winter we met you'd just dropped out of school Heart like a Mustang ran out of fuel Slept at your grandma's 'cause your mother flew Off on Mexican mud, smelled of church and perfume I walk to your house then back to mine Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five In the morning I miss you, but I don't know why I don't think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes The reverend he warned that we're all born to lose If we start out defective what is there to prove Miss your ten dollar mouth and your ignorant shoes If you read the good book, I think you are confused I walk to your house then back to mine Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five In the morning I miss you, but I don't know why I don't think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes Sun's comin' up as it usually does Sins of the evening swept under the rug Minneapolis cold in a Portland tow truck I would laugh at myself but who am I to judge? I walk to your house then back to mine Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five In the morning I miss you, but I don't know why I don't think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes I don't think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes