| Mary the station is playing every sad song
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| i remember, like we were alive
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| And i heard and sung them all from inside of these walls
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| in a prison cell where we spent those nights
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| and they burned up the diner, where i always used to find her
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| licking young boys blood from her claws
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| and i learnt about the blues from this kitten i knew
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| her hair was raven, heart was like a tomb
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| my heart’s like a womb
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| but i saw tail lights last night
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| in a dream about my first wife
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| and everybody leaves, and i’d expect as much from you
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| and i saw tail lights last night
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| in a dream about my old life
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| everybody leaves and why, why wouldn’t you?
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| Mary i worried and stalled every night of my life
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| better safe then making the party
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| and i never had a good time, i sat by your bedside
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| with papers and poetry about Estella
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| Great expectations, we had the greatest expectations
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| but i saw tail lights last night
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| in a dream about my first wife
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| and everybody leaves, and i’d expect as much from you
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| and i saw tail lights last night
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| in a dream about my old life
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| everybody leaves and why, why wouldn’t you?
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| I can’t go on, my head has grown too heavy
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| i need that song, those trusty chords could pull me through
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| and early on, saw the warning signs and symptoms all day long
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| wonder how far from here well fall —
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| we were always waiting, always waiting
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| we were always waiting for something to happen
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| i saw tail lights last night
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| in a dream about my first wife
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| and everybody leaves and i’d expect as much from you
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| and i saw tail lights last night
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| in a dream about my old life
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| everybody leaves and why, why wouldn’t you?
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| why wouldn’t you? |