| Not, not a long time ago when I knew all the answers
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| I couldn’t pace myself or raise my standards
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| But one can hope, you need to know
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| And then one stayed one, one stayed one
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| Forgotten where I was confusing it with another that I saw
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| You wouldn’t like nothing tonight, beginning was quite disturbing
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| I got a crutch on you, just sick of needing something to do
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| Tablets in my pocket at the Easter soiree, bouncing off the carpet in line for
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| TSA
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| A lot of wasps on the walls, wasps on the walls
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| Bailing toilet water in Lake Full of Moccasin
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| I’m wrong, you’re right, no need to fight
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| The middle was dark and storming
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| You’re on your own, I need to go
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| I got a crutch on you, guess I got nothing to lose
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| Inebriated late afternoon, you were fading now I’m holding on too
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| I got a crutch on you, finally nothing left to prove
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| I sit around too long, way too long
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| Thinking I should go, thinking I should go, I’m going too
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| I’ve got a crutch on you, wishing there was something that I could do
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| I’ve got a crutch on you
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| I’ve got a crutch on you
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| Got a crutch on you, wishing there was something that I could do
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| Got a crutch on you |