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bamboo plants - ryan cassata lyrics

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f-cking with a guitar that won’t stay in tune
i left my good one in my bedroom
haven’t been home for a while
stopped showing up for my job
had a talk with god saying that’s not want my heart wants
i think he’ll figure it out
i’m sure i’ll make it some other way

mail is piling up at my front door
all my bamboo plants are probably dead by now
neighbors wondering where the h-ll i went
and if my check for rent will ever be sent somehow
i think they’ll figure it out
i bet they’ll figure out
like i figured it out

old judy is waiting on the porch to hear my sound
i remind her of her granddaughter that she’s lost to a different crowd
she says she’s stuck drinking tall cans overseas
old judy don’t you know that alcohol is a disease?
and it still rattles me, it still lives inside of me
i think she’ll figure it out

mail is piling up at my front door
all my bamboo plants are probably dead by now
neighbors wondering where the h-ll i went
and if my check for rent will ever be sent somehow
i think they’ll figure it out
i bet they’ll figure out
like i figured it out

panic revealed on your kitchen floor
you hold me close and say it makes you love me more
that my wreckage can’t make you run

our dogs are howling in the yard
as i’m star gazing laying on a plastic lawn
if you get closer…i bet i’ll make you come
i think you’ll figure it out

mail is piling up at my front door
all my bamboo plants are probably dead by now
neighbors wondering where the h-ll i went
and if my check for rent will ever be sent somehow
i think they’ll figure it out
i bet they’ll figure out
like i figured it out

- ryan cassata lyrics

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