EVERY DAY IS A GUILT TRIP (E A D G B E)
Every day I can start again. Every day I can pick up where I left off.
Every day I can jump ship. Every day is a guilt trip.
And your eyes are clear as night. Your hands are cold; your eyes are in my eyes.
And you shine as clear as night. You’re moving on but always by my side.
Every day I could wake up. Every day it could all come undone.
Every day I could let it slip. Every day is a guilt a trip.
And I follow you like a star. Even though sometimes I’ve got no clue where you are.
I just look for the shape of your voice. I used to think I had a choice.
Every day I can make one. Every day I can look up at the sun.
Every day I can lose my grip. Every day is a guilt trip.
Every day is a guilt trip.
Every day is a guilt trip.
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