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    Tuesday, December 15, 2009

    "Mad Season" - Rob Thomas


    I feel stupid - but I know it wont last for long
    I’ve been guessing - I coulda been guessin’ wrong
    You don’t know me now
    I kinda thought that you should somehow
    Does that whole mad season got ya down

    I feel stupid but its something that comes and goes
    I’ve been changin’ - think its funny how now one knows
    We don’t talk about - the little things that we do without
    When that whole mad season comes around

    So why ya gotta stand there
    Looking like the answer now
    It seems to me - you’d come around
    I need you now
    Do you think you can cope
    You figured me out – I’m lost and I’m hopeless
    Bleeding and broken - though I’ve never spoken
    I come undone - in this mad season

    I feel stupid - but I think I been catching on
    I feel ugly - but I know I still turn you on
    You seem colder now, torn apart, angry, turned around
    Will that whole mad season knock you down

    So are you gonna stand there
    Are you gonna help me out
    You need to be together now - I need you now
    Do you think you can cope
    You figured me out - I’m lost and I’m hopeless
    Bleeding and broken - though I’ve never spoken
    I come undone - in this mad season

    Now I’m cryin’ - isn’t that what you want
    I’m tryin’ to live my life on my own
    But I wont
    At times - I do believe I am strong
    So someone tell me why, why, why
    Do I, I, I feel stupid
    And I came undone
    And I came undone

    I need you now
    Do you think you can cope
    You figured me out - I’m lost and I’m hopeless
    Bleeding and broken - though I’ve never spoken

    I need you now
    Do you think you can cope
    You figured me out - I’m a child and I’m hopeless
    Bleeding and broken - though I’ve never spoken
    I come undone - in this mad season

    In this mad season
    There’s been a mad season
    Been a mad season
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