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Honey, These Words Won't Write Themselves

from The North Star by The Ivy League

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Well, I was under the impression this was Hollywood.
I never thought to laugh, I never thought to care.
It seems that everything I said was just a joke to you.
Do you believe me now? Do you believe me now?

And all they talk about is war.
I don’t believe it anymore.
‘Cause there’s a wave off the southern shore
That causes oceanic panic when it crashes to the floor.

Whoa.
My telephone is ringin’, ringin’.
Whoa.
It was the sound of a shot that woke me up, whoa.
Whoa.
My telephone is ringin’, ringin’.
Whoa.
It was the sound of a shot that woke me up last night.

Well, can we disregard our differences for just a day?
I’ve got a lot to say to make it go away.
So, what am I supposed to do with this apology?
It doesn’t comfort me, it doesn’t comfort me.

I think I know what you’re lookin’ for.
It’s right outside the back door.
‘Cause there’s a wave just off the southern shore
That causes oceanic panic when it crashes to the floor.
Whoa.

Whoa.
My telephone is ringin’, ringin’.
Whoa.
It was the sound of a shot that woke me up, whoa.
Whoa.
My telephone is ringin’, ringin’.
Whoa.
It was the sound of a shot that woke me up last night.

My telephone, my telephone.

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from The North Star, released March 10, 2009

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