| And my skin’s still soft after 22 years
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| Carry me, carry me, carry me
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| And I feel no shame when I sleep all day
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| Let me be, let me be, let me be
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| And I don’t expect you to expect anything of me
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| Accusing me, accusing me, accusing me
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| Linen lines my body, your lashes are laced shut
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| You’ll never see, never see, never see
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| I saw you at the gas station
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| You asked me how I’d been
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| You made fun of my bedhead
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| But I was too tired to laugh, so I just smiled instead
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| Knew you could see the pain
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| In the way that I held my face
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| And the trees called my name
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| I slept on the earth and I thought about that date
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| I saw you at the gas station
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| You asked me how I’d been
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| You made fun of my bedhead
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| But I was too tired to laugh, so I just smiled instead |