| Love came down like a cooling tower
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| Where an hour glass yesterday
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| Just dust and self-loathing (ooooh)
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| And un-returned clothing (ooooh)
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| The life stands still at an unmanned till
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| But the slow walk home in the evening chill
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| Have me feeling pretty virtuous
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| Until I see her
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| The flashing indicators of my favourite saboteur
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| And suddenly
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| All my darkest dreams come swimming in to focus
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| And it’s hopeless
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| To resist you cross your wrist some twisted prayer or supplication
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| Ten Hail Mary’s in the morning
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| She left town like a medicine show
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| In an oh so familiar scene
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| And I vowed forever solo (oooh)
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| Time to focus on the crocuses
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| Till I’m through it and I’m zen
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| And I’ll do it again
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| I’m a diligent village idiot toeing the line but watching for a sign
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| And when this cheap red wine or the big blue moon
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| Come to me my little ingenue
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| Suddenly
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| All my darkest dreams come swimming in to focus
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| And it’s hopeless
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| To resist you cross your wrist some twisted prayer or supplication
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| Ten Hail Mary’s in the morning
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| Love is a push and a shove sometimes
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| Suddenly
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| All my darkest dreams come swimming in to focus
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| And it’s hopeless
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| To resist you cross your wrist some twisted prayer or supplication
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| Ten Hail Mary’s in the morning
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| All my darkest dreams come swimming in to focus
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| And it’s hopeless
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| To resist you cross your wrist some twisted prayer or supplication
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| Ten Hail Mary’s in the morning
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| I am reborn
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| Cause my girl loves yesterday
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| And lives for tomorrow |