| Laughed at people acting their age
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| Making fliers from a magazine page at midnight
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| Faint the town in a black and white blur
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| Try to find a message from her, it’s not there
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| Made it here on your own
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| Brain of gold, heart of stone
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| You’ve got everything you need to be alone
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| Finally drank away the stars in your eyes
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| Now you see through the prettiest lies, so ugly
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| Passed out by a telephone pole
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| Underneath a flier for an all ages show
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| There’s still hope
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| Made it here on your own
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| Brain of gold, heart of stone
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| You’ve got everything you need to be alone
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| Made it here, black and blue
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| Brain of stone, heart of glue
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| I’ve got everything I need to be with you
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| I’ve got everything I need to be with you |