Lyrics Typecast - Ryan Adams & The Cardinals
                                                You 
                                                and 
                                                I, 
                                                we 
                                                were 
                                                born 
                                                to 
                                                play 
                                                these 
                                                parts
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we 
                                                play 
                                                them 
                                                so 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                well 
                                                and 
                                                often, 
                                                sometimes 
                                                you 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                forget 
                                                to 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                we 
                                                really 
                                                are, 
                                                it 
                                                keeps 
                                                me 
                                                locked 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                deal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Binary 
                                                stars, 
                                                companions 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                Always 
                                                in 
                                                orbit 
                                                but 
                                                never 
                                                to 
                                                collide
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                just 
                                                not 
                                                going 
                                                supernova 
                                                anytime 
                                                soon
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                just 
                                                two 
                                                stars 
                                                out 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                moon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Typecast, 
                                                we 
                                                play 
                                                losers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                keep 
                                                falling 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                wrong 
                                                ones
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                typecast, 
                                                what 
                                                    a 
                                                show
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                won't 
                                                they 
                                                cancel 
                                                us?
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                got 
                                                    a 
                                                million 
                                                more 
                                                seasons 
                                                to 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                no, 
                                                oh 
                                                yes
 
                                    
                                
                                                We've 
                                                been 
                                                typecast
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                shadow 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                you 
                                                underneath
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                studio 
                                                trick, 
                                                    a 
                                                spotlight 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                stage
 
                                    
                                
                                                Black 
                                                puddles 
                                                to 
                                                simulate 
                                                the 
                                                depth
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                manipulate 
                                                the 
                                                young 
                                                and 
                                                naive 
                                                and 
                                                hide 
                                                your 
                                                age
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                worse 
                                                than 
                                                liars, 
                                                we're 
                                                paid 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                fakes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ghost 
                                                lights 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                living 
                                                rooms 
                                                for 
                                                in-between 
                                                matinees
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                lonely 
                                                stars, 
                                                someplace 
                                                beyond 
                                                the 
                                                moon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                light 
                                                is 
                                                coming 
                                                from 
                                                but 
                                                never 
                                                receiving 
                                                or 
                                                getting 
                                                any
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                typecast, 
                                                we 
                                                play 
                                                losers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                keep 
                                                falling 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                wrong 
                                                ones
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                typecast, 
                                                what 
                                                    a 
                                                show
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                won't 
                                                they 
                                                cancel 
                                                us?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                no
 
                                    
                                
                                                Typecast, 
                                                we 
                                                play 
                                                losers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                keep 
                                                falling 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                wrong 
                                                ones
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                typecast, 
                                                what 
                                                    a 
                                                show
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why 
                                                won't 
                                                they 
                                                cancel 
                                                us?
 
                                    
                                
                                                We've 
                                                been 
                                                typecast
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooh, 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                We've 
                                                been 
                                                typecast
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Breakdown Into the Resolve
2 Wasteland
3 Ultraviolet Light
4 Dear Candy
5 Stop Playing With My Heart
6 Lovely and Blue
7 Happy Birthday
8 Kisses Start Wars
9 The Crystal Skull
10 Users
11 No
12 Numbers
13 Gracie
14 Icebreaker
15 Sewers At the Bottom of the Wishing Well
16 Typecast
17 Star Wars
18 My Favorite Song
19 P.S.
20 Death and Rats
21 Kill the Lights
22 Cemetery Hill (Bonus Track)
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