Buckley

These last minute apologies
Where we used to sneak away
Sneak touches for free
And now we’re laughing
To keep from telling
Each other what we need

Luck ran out, was never found
Like Buckley forever down

Gliding like your father’s creatures
As they cut right through the dark
Shining back our facial features
As they try to hide our scars

The years moved, told the whole truth
They took me for everything

Gliding like your fathеr’s creatures
As they cut right through thе dark
Shining bright my sweet Lou’s weakness
As I’ve gone and lost so far

The years moved, told the whole truth
Oh, they took me for everything
Remember when this was ours?
But they favor me

The times of our lives
Seem now like someone else’s sheets
Somehow now I’m finally here
Not meeting your needs
Funny, I don’t have to leave for you to miss me

The times of our lives
Seem now like someone else’s sheets
Somehow now I’m finally here
Not meeting your needs
Funny, I don’t have to leave for you to miss me

The times of our lives
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The times of our lives
Seem now like someone else's sheets
Somehow now I'm finally here
Not meeting your needs
(Oh, the splitting isn't as clean as I'd like to think)

Me and Buckley, oh, this can’t be happening to both of us
(Oh, the splitting isn’t as clean as I’d like to think)
‘Ole Miss rivers young believers flowing to and fro, we’re gone
(Oh, the splitting isn’t as clean as I’d like to think)

You find me too much, a little too often
You just find me victory marching
A little too much, a little too often
You just find me victory marching
You just find me victory marching
You just find me victory marching
Find me