Glory of This

More Often Than Not


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Set your sights on, what's wrong
You're not the first one, to break a heart
And I'm sure you won't be the last

Goodbye, I never missed you anyway
Confessions of lipstick on a stained wineglass
Is all I've got
To remind me the last time you were here

But I'll keep calling you, until your phone blows up
I'll call your name out loud, until every one in this town, knows your name
I heard you crying, I felt heartless, for the first time

By this time next week everyone will know your name
You're a train wreck waiting to happen
And I'll do what it takes for you to derail