Punk Song No. 15

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THURSDAY NIGHT WE SETTLED INTO YOUR PARENTS’ HOUSE. THE NEWSMAN DIDN’T KNOW WHAT TO MAKE OF THESE CLOUDS. WE PROBABLY SHOULD’VE WENT WITH ANYTHING BUT YOUR GUT. LIKE THE WAY YOU USED TO LOOK AT ME LAST MONTH. CHAMBRAY SHIRTS, CATHOLIC SKIRTS, AND A PROMISED LIFE. I SHOULD’VE KNOWN THIS WAS ALL JUST A LESSON IN TIME. THE SHORTEST DISTANCE FROM ME TO YOU IS ROUGHLY 400 MILES. THE WAY THAT YOU BUTTON YOUR SHIRT ALWAYS MAKES ME SMILE.

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from Dalliance, released June 3, 2014

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