| It wears you thin
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| Unpacks a bag and it settles in
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| Ten times an hour you’ll wish it dead
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| Ask it to leave but it stays instead
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| So unkind
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| Acting as if you could read its mind
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| Making it hard to explain without
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| Finding new things to complain about
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| Sharp teeth test your skin
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| Too late, you let an angel in
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| It’s all been done
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| So many accidents, only one
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| Paints you the picture you want to see
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| Cover one eye and look carefully
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| Big surprise
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| It doesn’t care about second tries
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| You’re afraid whatever choice you make
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| Won’t be exactly the right mistake
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| I bet you feel tapped out
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| And nothing left to talk about
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| I guess you’re right
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| You fraud
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| It tells you lies
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| You say you won’t but you compromise
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| Just don’t imagine you’ll ever win
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| Any race you aren’t running in
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| It follows through
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| Four in the morning it’s calling you
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| What’s the over-under on getting it
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| Done without always regretting it? |