| I’ve been away for far too long
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| I’ve had my mind wrapped around this one song
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| I heard last week on the radio while
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| Driving near that place we used to go Where the track homes all look the same
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| With the roofs and the tiles and the similar frames
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| All these streets are so wide and these cars are so lame
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| And on every block I heard the whisper of your name
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| I spent so many evenings in my head
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| I’d lie alone on an unmade bed
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| Counting the minutes like numbered clocks
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| Should I call, should I write, should I read, should I stop?
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| I’m a child, I’m a ghost, I’m a slur, I’m a boast
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| I’m a prince, I’m a king, I’m a ryhme, I’m a ring
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| I’m unable to sleep, I’m unable to sing
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| I’m a desperate and lonely, frightened, unholy thing
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| And you’d say la la la I’m so glad I’m over you
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| As you reach for your drink and you tell me you like my shoes
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| And I smile like a wretch, there’s not much else I can do I say I know what you mean, yeah it’s weird for me too
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| Besides what would I sing about if I had you?
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| Kinda sounds like la la la…
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| La la la…
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| I think maybe it was Radiohead
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| That had this weird little beat and a keyboard instead
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| Of guitar playing chords, I remember how bored
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| You would get with those bands
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| You always said they play the same three chords
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| And you’d dance around in your t-shirt and sing
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| Don’t you love Modest Mouse and adore Promise Ring?
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| Don’t you wish that you could just avoid everything?
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| Join a band, go on tour, and think of me when you sing?
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| And I’d think la la la yeah that sounds okay to me And you’d fall on the bed and I’d fall down to my knees
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| And I’d smile like my life depended on it That’s so weird I was mostly right about that
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| Always eager to love and eager to leave
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| La la la la la la la la la la la la la la…
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| And I’d think la la la all these songs are so untrue
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| As I stare at this space inside of you
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| And we don’t belong and it sounds so wrong
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| And you’re beautiful with that gray stuff on I think yeah okay but maybe it’s just the song
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| And I miss you but it might just be the song |