The song You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will is performed by Bright Eyes in the album named Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground in the year 2002 .
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You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will Lyrics
You say that I treat you like a book on a shelf
I don't take you out that often 'cause I know that I completed you and that's why you are here
That's the reason why you're here
How awful that must feel
You said you could be my dream I could have you every night
And if by morning, I'd forgotten you, well that's OK, It'll be all right
'Cause you're the reoccurring kind
You are the reoccurring kind
You never really leave my mind
Are you the love of my lifetime?
Cause there have been times I've had my doubts
We were just kids when I first kissed you in the attic of my parents house, and I wish we were there now
It took so long to figure out
What this book has been about
Now I write when I'm away, letters that you'll never read
You said go explore those other women, the geography of their bodies, but there's just one map you'll need
You're a boomerang you'll see
You will return to me
You will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.
You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You, you will.
'Cause if you don't, then this book is all lies
If you don't, then my plans would all be ruined
If you don't, I'll start drinking like the way I drank before
Oh, and I, I just won't have a future anymore.
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Bright Eyes - Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground
- The Big Picture
- Method Acting
- False Advertising
- You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will
- Lover I Don't Have to Love
- Bowl of Oranges
- Don't Know When But a Day is Gonna Come
- Nothing Gets Crossed Out
- Make War
- Waste of Paint
- Laura Laurent
- Let's Not Shit Ourselves (to Love and Be Loved)