| Laura
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| Calls me In the middle of the night
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| Passes on her
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| Painful information
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| Then these careless fingers
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| They get caught in her vice
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| Til they’re bleeding
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| On my coffee table
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| Living alone isn’t all that
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| It’s cracked up to be
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| I’m on her side
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| Why does she push the poison on me?
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| Laura
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| Has a very hard time
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| All her life has
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| Been one long disaster
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| Then she tells me She suddenly believes she’s seen
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| A very good sign
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| She’ll be taking
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| Some aggressive action
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| I fight her wars
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| While she’s slamming her doors
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| In my face
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| Failure to break
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| Was the only mistake
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| That she made
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| Here I am feeling like a fucking fool
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| Do I react the way exactly
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| She intends me to?
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| Everytime I think I’m off the hook
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| She makes me lose my cool
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| I’m her machine
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| And she can punch all the keys
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| She can push any button I was programmed through
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| Laura
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| Calls me When she needs a good fix
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| All her questions
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| Will get sympathetic answers
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| I should
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| Be so Immunized
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| To all of her tricks
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| She’s surviving
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| On her second chances
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| Sometimes I feel like this
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| Godfather deal is all wrong
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| How can she hold an umbilical chord
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| For so long?
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| I’ve done everything I can
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| What else am I supposed to do
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| I’m her machine
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| And she can punch all the keys
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| She can push any button I was programmed through
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| Laura
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| Loves me Even if I don’t care
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| That’s my problem
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| That’s her sacred absolution
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| If she had to She would put herself in my chair
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| Even though I Faced electrocution
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| She always says
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| I’m the best friend that
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| She’s ever had
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| How do you
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| Hang up on someone
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| Who needs you that bad? |