| There’s something about a morning without the picture perfect hair,
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| ribbons in her hair
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| Its raining, she knows that she wants to let me in
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| 'cause my dear I can’t breathe out here its cold
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| So tell me why I break in pieces for hopeless reasons
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| Stereo therapy heals my lesions
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| Do you know what it’s like to hurt at night for oh no reason?
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| Do you know what its like?
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| So forget the feelings so few have
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| She says I love you to death
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| And forget the feelings so few have
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| Forget our future we don’t have'
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| Four-flush and forget I make you feel like a harlot
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| Does he know I’m here?
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| So please dear untie me before we
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| Drive that awful extra mile
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| And at night I dream about that smile and the jealousy that’s gleaming on our
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| teeth
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| There’s something about a morning without that perfect picture
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| Do you know what it’s like to hurt at night for oh no reason?
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| Do you know what its like?
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| So forget the feelings so few have
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| She says I love you to death
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| And forget the feelings so few have
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| Forget our future we don’t have' |
| So forget the feelings so few have
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| She says I love you to death
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| And forget the feelings so few have
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| Fuck you and the future we don’t have |