
(t-t)b (band) - knucklehead lyrics
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[verse 1]
i still remember the name you had for me
“knucklehead”
we’d watch the crows through the window from the couch
been about eight years now, but still i feel small
[chorus]
homuncular
one too many microwaved hot dogs
bloated, but never taller
my dad was five foot eight
[verse 2]
i am just five foot four and a little bit thinner than you
“knucklehead”
other four inches stored away in the camper in the back
it’s been about eight years now, but i still feel guilty
[chorus]
i missed you that day
a ghost in the liners of a springsteen cd
older, but never over
my dad was five foot eight
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