you ever hear the
story of mr. faded glory?
say he who rides a
pony must someday fall
i was talkin' to my
alter
says life is what you
make it
and if you make it
death well rest your soul away
away, away...
it's a broken kind of
feeling
she'll have to tie me
to the ceiling
a bad moon's comin'
better say your prayers
i wanna tell you that
i love you
but does it really
matter?
i just can't stand to
see you dragging down again
again, again...
so i'm singing
and this is my kinda
love
it's the kind that
moves on
it's the kind that
leaves you alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that
moves on
it's the kind that
leaves me alone
i used to treat you
like a lady
now you're my
substitute teacher
this bottle's not a
pretty, not a pretty sight
i owe the man some
money so i'm turnin over honey
ah mr. faded glory is
once again doin' time, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that
moves on
it's the kind that
leaves me alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that
moves on
it's the kind that,
it's the kind that...
leaves me alone
like a crown of
thorns, it's all who you know
so don't burn your
bridges cause someday, yeah
so i'm singing
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that
moves on
it's the kind that
leaves me alone, yeah
this is my kinda love
it's the kind that
moves on
it's the kind that
leaves me alone
don't burn your
bridges...
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