| No I don’t really want to die
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| I only want to die in your eyes
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| I’m still here below the chandelier
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| Where they always used to read us our rights
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| I want to wander through the night
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| As a figure in the distance even to my own eye
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| Have you ever rented a room?
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| Have you even ever rented a room?
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| An anchor lets you see the river move
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| Now that your evil dreams came true
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| There on your face
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| A row of teeth will come to replace
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| I know you laughed
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| When I left
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| But you really only hurt yourself
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| You see your curtains move in the wind
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| You can bet I’m betting against you again
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| 'Cause I’m a man who has a wife who has a mother
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| Who married one but she loved another
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| You’re a tower without the bells
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| You’re a negative wishing well
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| Should have checked the stable door
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| For the name of the sire and dame
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| You were always at the dog track
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| With your brother and all his friends
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| Chalk lines around my body
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| Like the shore line of a lake
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| Your laughter made me nervous
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| It made your body shake too hard
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| Now there’s a lot of things that I’m gonna miss
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| Like thunder down country and the way water drips
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| When you’re running for the door in the rain
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| Read the metro section
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| Read the metro section
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| Read the metro section
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| See my name
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| No I didn’t really want to die
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| I only wanted to die in your eyes
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| Grant me one last wish
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| Life should mean a lot less than this
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| Grant me one last wish
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| Life should mean a lot less than this |