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In such a small, small town

It's hard to keep from getting around

Hey, look what I did today

I shot my foot then walked away

Yeah, it's hard think before I speak



I fear this is my final attempt

To change what you may think

High hopes are on the brink

I figure this is my last shot

To change the way you feel

Try to move a spinning wheel



There's got to be something under, understanding

I'm almost there but it's taking some planning

Guess, it's a lesson to forget

Don't jump in if you don't wanna get wet

Yeah, it's hard to leap before you walk



I feel this is my final attempt

To change what you may think

High hopes are on the brink

I figure this is my last shot

To change the way you feel

Try to move a spinning wheel



Yeah, words get in my way

You leave before you stay

Yeah, words get in my way

Consequences always paid

Could you give me some credit

At least a little for trying

To show you what I mean



Yeah, words are overrated

Yeah, words are treminated

Don't you know...



This is my final attempt

I'm no longer for rent

I'm over backwards bent

This is my last shot

I'm here whether or not

I'm what you want



Don't you know...

Actions speak louder anyway