| Man, I just wanna live a day as a blonde
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| I’ll look like Jessica Chastain
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| Get mistaken for a man with a job
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| Taking sessions on my lunch break
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| You won’t believe what an apartment would cost
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| When living right by the freeway
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| Watching TV in my dollar store socks
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| I don’t get out much these days
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| Convince myself that I’ve been talking too much
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| Picture hours of replay
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| It’s pretty lonely just writing a song
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| When you know your friends are all moving away
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| And I just wanna see a picture of mom
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| From when she was my age
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| Was she hard to get as everyone thought?
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| Was she happier in those days?
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| Sleeping, getting payed
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| Subway’s running late
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| Leaving the rest up to question just to find that you wouldn’t got it made
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| Weather ain’t been bad
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| Floss and take a bath
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| Leave all the rest up to question just to find you hardly ever left
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| Man, I just wanna be the type to forget
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| Oh, the embarrassing montage
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| Seeing pictures from when I was a kid
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| Down at the beach with my brother
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| And I don’t wanna be a ghost when I’m dead
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| I think I’m tired of jump scares
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| Sitting quiet at the foot of your bed
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| Watch you crying from the top of the stairs
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| Work out, pay the rent
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| Thinking about your ex
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| Leaving the rest up to question just to find that you got nothing left
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| Fall back out of love
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| Take too many drugs
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| Leave all the rest up to question just to find that you ain’t young enough
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| And when I’m feeling sad
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| Just remember that
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| I’ve got songs to hide behind until the feelings pass
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| It ain’t much of a life
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| But maybe once or twice
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| I’ve felt magic touching pen to paper in my time |