I've been keeping track of everything
 Notes and maps of where I've been
 Somehow I've always found
 I way to sleep through unfamiliar sounds
 I lost myself in FM airwaves
 And found a way to keep my mind straight
 I'm living well, at least in my head
 And letting go of what you said

 [bad word] a little bit closer
 Everybody sing a little bit louder
 [bad word] this town tonight

 So keep your fingers crossed
 Hide them behind you back
 I'll hold my breath
 And let you fill the room
 With smoke and mirrors things look clearer
 Just don't panic
 So chase your words with your tongue
 'Cause you can't avoid me now

 I lost track of the little things
 The cliques at home and the guilt they bring
 Somehow I figured out
 How well you keep your secrets now

 I guess I'll keep it on the tip of my tongue
 Another verse that won't be sung
 Is bitterness supposed to taste this sweet to me?
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 [bad word] a little bit closer
 Everybody sing a little bit louder
 [bad word] this town tonight

 So keep your fingers crossed
 Hide them behind you back
 I'll hold my breath
 And let you fill the room
 With smoke and mirrors things look clearer
 Just don't panic
 So chase your words with your tongue
 'Cause you can't avoid me now

 Lights out Poughkeepsie
 You'll be just fine without me
 Tell me the stories when I get home

 [bad word] a little bit closer
 Everybody sing a little bit louder
 [bad word] this town tonight

 So keep your fingers crossed
 Hide them behind you back
 I'll hold my breath
 And let you fill the room
 With smoke and mirrors things look clearer
 Just don't panic

 So keep your fingers crossed
 Hide them behind you back
 I'll hold my breath
 And let you fill the room
 With smoke and mirrors things look clearer
 Just don't panic
 So chase your words with your tongue
 Because you can't avoid me
 Because you can't avoid me