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May 2012
I'm gonna fall down, but at least I know I tried
I wish I could help you there but my hands are tied
Stay out there for a while waiting for the light
I cannot say what is wrong, but I know I am right

Hey, sorry about your car
I'm sure it would have gotten real far
but I know you are
and I put in a jar, it'll grow into a star
Then I'll let it go, then I'll let it go, let it shine

I just want to get my point across
Can't you just listen to my side?
Can't you just listen to my side?
I just want to get my point across

Most of it's on fire
It doesn't take much to get a person wired
Set it down, just push it away
and the waste basket kills everyone
I'm sorry about your car
I'm sure it would have got real far
I still hope you are
I'll put it in a jar and it'll grow into a star
and then I'll make it mine
Yeah and then I'll make it mine

And I know that you're just so trendy
You get sick inside, just look at you
Hang it on a wall by a post and don't let them see it there
Oh, put me in a waste basket!

Hey, sorry about your car
I know I could have made it start
Man, I tried so hard to make it
make it try to grow into a star
Then I'll blow you up, push it in my face,
put me out of place
I'm losing the race, then I'll let it go
Yeah, no one has to know
because I'll put it in the car
Yeah, sorry about it, sir
and then I'll put it in a jar and it'll go real far.
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Conor Oberst
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