Love pull your sore ribs in
I will pull your tangles out
In the back of your car
I feel like I have traveled nowhere
What will bring me home
What will make me stay (stay)
What will bring me home
What will make me stay (stay)
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Dear Tegan and Sara- you are amazing.
That is all, goodnight.
lovelove.
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