Dan Franklin - Things I Meant To Say - Acoustic
Dan Franklin - Guitar, Vocal, and Production
THINGS I MEANT TO SAY (Franklin/Jackness)
Oh – as I was cutting your pictures from a magazine,
I swear that you were meant to be my everything.
You’re smiling. Pictures in a magazine.
Not like the last time, ‘cause first impressions never last.
No, no one knows the stories in a stranger’s
Photographs. First impressions never last.
The joke ain’t that funny when it’s at your expense.
And if I had a nickel for each time that things would stop making sense,
I’d buy myself an ocean and just float away.
It’s not that I’m crazy – I think I could maybe be okay,
If I could just hold you and stop thinking about
The things I meant to say.
Bouncing around my mind like a hand grenade without a pin
Sweating bullets, taking shots, and wonderin’
Where you’ve been. Hand grenade without a pin.
Baby don’t make a scene. I can see right through those tabloid tears
And the childish games you’ve played with me for all these years
It’s getting weird. I can see right through your tabloid tears
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Sunset cuts the blinds in ribbons, painted all the walls.
Shadows tattooed another name I’d never call
Chorus