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Unkind Lyrics by Rob Thomas Music by Jay Stanley, John Goff, Brian Yale, Rob Thomas & Paul Doucette
Bring it on baby, what you getting into Is living on pain the thing that's getting to you Write my name, pin it up with my picture And say it's the only thing cuz I'm not around to be around
I'm beating and battered Hell if my dreams get shattered then Pain gives me the right to be unkind
Bring it on baby, what's with sudden devotion I trade a river of tears for just a little emotion You can curse my name, pin it up with my picture And say it's the last time that I'll be around to be around
Oh well I'm torn and I'm tattered So the thoughts in my head they get scattered And pain gives me the right to be unkind And it set's me here
Right back to the heart of it Jones Crazy is a slight defense from it Jones Crazy is a place I call my own, when I'm alone, dig
Bring it on baby, what you getting into I swear at once it was the little things that mattered But it all seems true to you Say the hell with my name and say the hell with my picture Yeah but swear for the one time you need me around to be around Well I'm around right now
And here I'll stand like it matters Only once gets through then gets scattered by the rain But pain gives me the right to be unkind And it sets me here
Right back to the heart of it Jones Crazy is a slight defense from it Jones Crazy is a place I call my own
Right back to the heart of it Jones Crazy is a slight defense from it Jones Crazy is a place I call my own, when I'm alone
Right back to the heart of it Jones Crazy is a place I call my own, when I'm alone
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