Tyler Read Michael Jackson Lyrics

Happiness is a warm smokin' gun
I slowly turn around to face her
To face what I have done

I can barely hold open my eyes
All I think about is sleeping,
Until I start to realize

She just wants to feel wanted
All I want to feel is somethin'
Inside my dim lit room, I

Wake up in a panic
This reoccurring dream I'm having
I haven't felt like myself in quite some time

It was yours
But I thought it was mine...

Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time...for the longest time...

Now I'm tearin' up these pages
Paragraphs with single s___es
Documents of failure, existence of our love

Can barely hold open my eyes
But I'll talk her down from loneliness
It's what I owe her, right?

Another seems to say, "Look what she's done to me."
I'm not too proud
Of the person that you've let me become

I just wanted to feel wanted
And I think that she's forgotten
So let's just see what happens now

Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time...for the longest time...

We're making
The most of
The things

That we have, and
This isn't the way that
I want it to be

Happiness is a warm smokin' gun!
Happiness is a warm smokin' gun!
Happiness is a warm...smokin' gun!
Happiness is a warm smokin' gun!

Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time...for the longest time...

Back, take me back
Let's forget this ever happened
You've always heard the words that we write
For the longest time...for the longest time...

Happiness is a warm smokin' gun!

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