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Dead Ringer (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(todd cerney/stewart harris)

Sneakin’ out of the back door way to soon
Not a clue about love under the moon
But she’s seen all of those movies
And she’s talked to all her friends
And there ain’t no way she can wait

She’s too young and her heart’s on fire
And the lights are bright tonight
She’s made up her mind that she’s gonna find
Someone to hold her tight
She doesn’t know how the game really goes
How her world can come apart
She’s too young and her heart’s on fire
She’s a dead ringer for a broken heart

She’s been hidin’ that red dress far too long
Got her hair done and mama’s makeup on
And she’s practiced in the mirror
What she’s seen in magazines
And she knows how that will drive them crazy

She’s too young and her heart’s on fire
And the lights are bright tonight
She’s made up her mind that she’s gonna find
Someone to hold her tight
She doesn’t know how the game really goes
How her world can come apart
She’s too young and her heart’s on fire
She’s a dead ringer for a broken heart

Simple curiosity can
Sometimes get you burned
What she thinks she knows by now
I guess she’s gonna learn

She’s too young and her heart’s on fire
And the lights are bright tonight
She’s made up her mind that she’s gonna find
Someone to hold her tight
She doesn’t know how the game really goes
How her world can come apart
She’s too young and her heart’s on fire
She’s a dead ringer for a broken heart

Yeah, she’s a dead ringer
She’s a dead ringer for a broken heart
She’s a dead ringer for a broken heart

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Dead Ringer (Letra)

Rise Against

Rise Against

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I never claimed to be something more than me,
your standards are something that I refuse to see,
I will answer only to myself,
so why don’t you police someone else

the place I call home isn’t there anymore,
with boards on the windows and locks on the door,
so pick up the pieces that never once fit,
let this be the end of it

once you held a place for me,
but now that I’ve left you went and gave up my seat,
don’t expect me to share your visions of life,
I’ll take the my chances somewhere else

the place I call home isn’t there anymore,
with boards on the windows and locks on the door,
so pick up the pieces that never once fit,
let this be the end of it

give me the green light to get on with my life,
pick up the pieces then roll the fucking dice

I live in exile of you, your key no longer fits,
because the locks on my life are new