| As we were talking outside, it was cold
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| We were shivering, yet warmed by the subject matter
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| «My wife is in the next room
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| We’ve been having troubles, you know
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| Please, don’t tell her or anyone, but I need to talk to somebody»
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| You said, «Wouldn't it be a shame if I knew how great I was five minutes before
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| I died?
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| I’d be filled with such regret before I took my last breath»
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| And I said, «You're willing to tell me this now, and you’re not gonna to die
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| any time soon»
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| And I said, «I haven’t been eating chicken or meat or anything»
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| And you said, «Yes, but you’ve been wearing leather», and laughed and said,
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| «We're at the top of the food chain, and yes, you’re still a fine woman»
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| I cringed
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| I was hoping, I was hoping we could heal each other
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| I was hoping, I was hoping we could be raw together
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| We left the restaurant where the head waiter, in his 60s, said «Goodbye, sir
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| Thank you for your business, sir
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| You’re successful and established, sir
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| And we like the frequency with which you dine here, sir… and your money»
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| And when I walked by, they said, «Thank you too, dear»
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| I was all pigtails and cords, and there was a day when I would’ve said
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| something like, «Hey, dude, I could buy and sell this place, so kiss it»
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| I too once thought I was owed something
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| I was hoping, I was hoping we could challenge each other
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| I was hoping, I was hoping we could crack each other up
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| I too thought that, when proved wrong, I lost somehow
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| And I too once thought life was cruel, and it’s a cycle, really
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| You think I’m withdrawing and guilt-tripping you
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| I think you’re insensitive, and I don’t feel heard
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| And I said, «Do you believe we are fundamentally judgmental, fundamentally evil?
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| «, and you said, «Yes»
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| I said, «I don’t believe in revenge, in right or wrong, good or bad»
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| You said, «Well, what about that man that I saw handcuffed in the emergency
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| room, bleeding after beating his kid, and she threw a shoe at his head?
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| I think what he did was wrong and I would’ve had a hard time feeling
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| compassion for him»
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| I had to watch my tone for fear of having you feel judged
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| I was hoping, I was hoping we could dance together
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| I was hoping, I was hoping we could be creamy together |