January : The One With lyrics

And when there's no one left to lie to

Forced to face the truth about me and you and see it from all sides

All the sides that you have battered and now burned



So baby could you do me a favor?

Fall off of the Earth and I'll see you later

Just give me a call and tell me you miss me

A call I won't return



So now which one is the owner

Of the friends we made together?

And how do we divide a city

And the bars where we drank forever?



Don't take this for granted

You'll leave here empty handed

My image of you shattered

Winning is all that matters

Won't let you gut our happy home



Give me my Zeppelin CDs

You know you took 'em, I know you did

Where's my Pretenders record

You know the one, the one with "Kid"



Where's all my AC/DCs

My Interpol, my Libertines

Where's all my Kyuss records

You never liked 'em until you met me



Sensations, frustrations, barbed wire for coronations

My "Heart of Glass" 12-inch is scratched

No matter what it's costing

Make sure you leave with nothing

Won't stand and watch you gut our home



You gut our home

My heart of glass is scratched



Don't take this for granted

You'll leave here empty handed

So hateful, so shameless

Won't let you leave here blameless



You know I can't take it

Won't laugh and smile and fake it

Your image of me shattered

Winning is all that matters



Oh God I can't stand it

You'll leave here empty handed

Can't stand and watch you

Gut our home



You gut our home
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