| I was 7 years old when
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| We drew maps of a fire escape from our houses in school
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| It’s unlikely we’ll use them
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| But I worked on the goddamn thing so hard
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| Cause I knew
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| And you sigh like it’s only a moment of silence
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| For a tragedy nobody cares about, amen
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| I’ll crawl into bed
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| Be asleep or pretend you are
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| I won’t mention it again
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| When we walk through the garden
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| And you name every plant in that scientist language you know
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| I guess I’m finding it hard when
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| It’s the birds and the bees and the coniferous trees
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| And you figure we’re just getting old
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| No
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| Lord, it’s only a moment of silence
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| For a tragedy nobody cares about, amen
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| I’ll crawl into bed
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| Be asleep or pretend you are
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| I won’t mention it again
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| I won’t mention it again
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| I won’t mention it again
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| Like it’s all the love we ever had
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| Again, like you swore it on a bible
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| And it’s «oh it’s just a drink you shoulda never had»
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| Or it’s «oh it’s up to me to stoop to asking»
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| And you’ll try, aye
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| Lord, it’s only a moment of silence
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| For a tragedy only I care about, amen
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| I’ll crawl into bed
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| Be asleep or pretend you are
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| I won’t mention it again
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| I won’t mention it again |