| It was an old song from Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me that she sang.
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| It was an old line I’d kept with me when she rang. |
| You’re such a strange girl.
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| It’s all been erased. |
| Everyone is telling me. |
| It’s slightly deranged.
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| Everyone is telling me.
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| We traded blindness for wisdom and some lines around our eyes. |
| And you just act
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| like,
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| it was a fact of life and didn’t come as a surprise. |
| You're such a strange girl.
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| And no, you can’t ever go home. |
| Everything has changed, and the people are gone.
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| So you close your eyes, you try to summon the song. |
| And you feel your life
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| falling under you
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| like a slide. |
| It was an old song. |
| I once knew every note and every line.
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| It was a long night when
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| I carried you, and you carried me for a time. |
| You're such a strange girl.
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| It’s all been erased. |
| Everyone is telling me. |
| It’s slightly deranged.
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| Everyone is telling me.
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| I dreamt of your face and what the song was telling me.
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| But time has made it all obscene and trapped us in our dreams. |