Lemonade from Classic Hits by Cities & States

I didn't take your pictures down
So much as they put themselves away
And I got all kinds of strange ideas
That's where they're gonna stay

In a box buried underneath my porch
or in an old pair of jeans I never wear
I could name a million places
To get that girl out of my hair

And the next cool breeze to blow through town
Might hold your hand or make you sick
And you won't remember, no not one bit
That these were all the things I did

Or maybe you will and it's too bad
We had to call it quits so quick
Oh well--that's life, you make your choices
and die by the ones you can't live with

(Chorus)
Mostly I'm happy being two-thirds free,
and my glass might be half-empty
but that's the way it's supposed to be.

When I lay that bow to the violin
Now who do you think I'm playing to?
I'll give you one stab so make your move,
But I'll tell you it's not me or you

'Cause you gave me up to have your own
I didn't thank you for the passing grade
I just picked up my guitar
and turned it into lemonade

And it's just like the movies grandma saw
When color was still black and white
And the story fit the hour
So you'd know it ended right

Oh well--ha ha, the joke's on me
I've never been the kind of man
To pull the plug and plant new seeds
But the earth is bad in the promised land

(Chorus)
Maybe I'm just sorry about it, or ill at ease,
But I could use some company
From someone a bit more like me

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