Hey, Allie
Matthew Tybor
Can't we make it through the night?
I'm all dried up, won't you give up, give it to me?
I've been thinking that things could be alright
You're all dried up
But my lust can't drown this morning sorrow
You see the words as they play in the most
glorious way
And speak of nothing
You see a bird in the sky and preach of learning
to fly, but it means nothing
Allie
I hope you know it's true
I've never met another girl like you
And it's hard to repeat just what's been
bothering me
Well, sometimes I find that broken is cute
Burn
I've got you right where I want
I've gotten all that I need
I've gotten sick of these games that we play
