Roll On

Album cover art for "Roll On" by Dntel

Dntel - Rock, Indie Rock

Roll On

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From begging men, to your father's friend To that cop that pulled me over on Beverly Glen I've had a famous man on his fire escape And countless dinner dates And a warm bed, well, that's something But that alone just ain't enough So I roll on, roll on But it's just no fun When your heart belongs to a son of a gun A shooting rifle, a firing range I'm pistol-whipped, I'll never be the same But I love him, yes, I do And he's gonna do what he's gonna do He'll roll on, roll on When I knocked you down, you called my bluff You pushed me over, fair enough In high schools, hospitals, on holidays I've seen your face in every goddamn state My overdose, you were almost too late You said it aged you when you saw my face And a warm bed, well, that was something And history's horse keeps on thumping And it rolls on, rolls on And it's just no fun When you hate the person that you've become Bitter, lonely, and isolated Before I know it, I'll be an old maid But I love love, yes, I do Even when its weight cripples you It rolls on, rolls on I never loved that other man He's a fairy tale that I can't have Now I know how a fairy tale feels You wanna marry me You say that I'm the real deal And I just don't know how I got stuck Guess there's muscle memory for love And if you try hard enough You might once again call my bluff Or you can roll on, roll on But it's just no fun When your happiness is on the run Jumping hurdles in life's 10K It's a marathon and love's too late But a warm bed is as good as it gets Let's settle down and have a couple of kids And do like your parents didn't Or we can roll on, roll on, roll on, roll on

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Writers
  • Jenny Lewis