| I love you, yes
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| And I’ll confess
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| The thought of staying is so enticing
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| And when you speak
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| My knees get weak
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| I can’t believe what I’m sacrificing
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| But let’s get real
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| We know the deal
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| So darling let’s not tiptoe
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| This thing we had
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| Was not just bad
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| It was a shit show
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| We can’t undo, can’t make amends
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| Dysfunction is our lingua franca
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| We can’t unscrew each other friends
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| We’re Jerry Springer, not Casablanca
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| There’s 'hard to get', then there’s neglect
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| To say it’s fate, you’d have to be a bit slow
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| Not to be crass
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| But this sucked ass
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| This was a shit show
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| Chernobyl next to us looks like a campfire
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| Hurricane Katrina was just bad weather
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| We have chemistry, of course, but that’s a formula for divorce
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| A play about pieces of feces is what we are together
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| Oh, what the hell, let’s get a hotel
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| 'Cause life is short and we’re not getting any younger
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| But after sex, what happens next
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| I mean in the long run, not just fatigue and hunger?
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| And when you say that I should stay
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| That’s exactly when I should split
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| Though I won’t forget, I won’t regret
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| This beautiful, heart stopping
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| Breathtaking, life-changing!!! |