| I watched you disappear
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| Into a crowded gray line
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| You were shaking off the tears from woeful eyes
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| But you couldn’t stop the shaking of your spine
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| When I was a boy
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| I used you soothe a cruel streak by kicking your heart around
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| I thought I left that side behind when I became a man
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| But here’s your heart right back upon the ground
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| That can’t satisfy me now
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| The sight of pain and misery
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| That strange gratifying sound
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| That wrote a fool’s history
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| When I saw you yesterday
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| The sky seized the breath from my burning throat like a toad
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| Your voice froze me stiff
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| Like I’d just seen my life’s secrets
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| Scattered by the wind in the road
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| I looked upon my Lazarus
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| And its shook me like I’d flown my kite into electrical skies
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| By some trick of time I’d forgotten your smell
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| And the water in the well at the bottom of your eyes
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| That can’t satisfy me now
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| The sight of pain and misery
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| That strange gratifying sound
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| That wrote a fool’s history
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| Why? |
| I just can’t say
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| There was so much I wouldn’t give to you
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| Today, in the cold light of day
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| It’s so clear to me
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| I should have loved you… too
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| Your broken glass eyes are calling me like a slave
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| They have my soul but cannot be filled
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| I got a spoonful of medicine I once gave
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| And by God it’s such a bitter pill…
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| That can’t satisfy me now
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| The sight of pain and misery
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| That strange gratifying sound
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| That wrote a fool’s history
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| Why? |
| I just can’t say…
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| There was so much I wouldn’t give to you
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| Today, in the cold light of day
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| It’s so clear to me
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| I should have loved you… too
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| That can’t satisfy me now… satisfy me now |