| He was not the boy you thought him
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| Now you are dying of boredom
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| All in an afternoon I throw my temper around the room
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| She was not the girl I thought her
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| She could drive a man to murder
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| All in an afternoon I throw my temper around the room
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| My temper around the room, my temper ‘round the room
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| Now I can’t see the sky at all
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| I’m lying here I should be standing tall
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| But ah you look straight through and through ‘til I
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| I don’t know what to do
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| And the way you’re keeping silent
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| Makes me think that I should be more quiet
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| All in an afternoon I throw my, my temper around the room
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| My temper around th room, my temper ‘round the room
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| But as th evening falls and you find a moment’s pause
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| What a silly boy you have been
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| As if she could care, she was never even here
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| She just wanted you to disappear, and you threw your temper round the room
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| (Threw my) temper around the room
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| (Threw my) temper around the room |