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I’M THE DRUNK AND YOU’RE THE STAR
New Buffalo
It all comes down
It all comes down
To what you do
To what you learn
To what you say
To what you own
To what you make
To what you shake
You cried your eyes out
When I was gone
You want the truth
Well here you are
I’m the drunk and you’re the star
You cried your eyes out
When I was gone
So much happiness
in longing for what you are
longing for what you are
and what it could be
It all comes down
It all comes down
It all comes down
To how you care
To how you share
For what you say
For when you’re there
To what you make
To what you shake
You cried your eyes out
When I was gone
You want the truth
Well here you are
I’m the drunk and you’re the star
You cried your eyes out
When I was gone
So much happiness
in longing for what you are
longing for what you are
and what it could be