| Three days into April
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| How can it be snowing still
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| I’m still broke and now I’m just getting off work
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| Just about the time you gotta get up and go in
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| And in your absence
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| I sleep in late and bounce between breaking up and moving in
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| Somehow I wish that you would just leave
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| So I wouldn’t have to live with the sin
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| Of breaking it off again
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| Giving love away
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| Two and a half years to the day
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| As we build our lives
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| From the lines in TV shows
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| We try so hard
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| To buy away all our sorrow
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| And as we slowly grind ourselves to dust
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| We’ll give up everything
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| How could anything be worth that much
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| Just to die in debt
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| In a retirement home
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| Unloved, unhappy, and alone |