| Since you´re gone this house of stone
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| has turned unknown, so still, so lone.
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| I drink a bowl of soup,
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| pretend I´m off the loop,
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| seal my eyes, seal my eyes,
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| with make up.
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| Since you´re away two weeks, three days,
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| my lips are numb, my thighs erased,
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| you´ve got a thousand calls,
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| but I´ve forgot them all,
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| every light, dim or bright,
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| is dying.
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| Went uptown, returned the gown
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| returned the jewels, returned the crown,
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| forgive this cynical Juliet,
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| so strict with the etiquette,
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| hypnotized by the rise
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| of waters.
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| Clean and dry but still untied,
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| I give myself without a cry,
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| I guess you´ve played your part,
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| defeat my german heart,
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| get the prize, get the prize,
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| we´re closing.
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| Since you´re gone it seems the phone
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| is the only thing that breaths at home,
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| your picture is on the wall
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| and here´s the living doll,
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| perfect size, awful nice,
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| unloaded. |