| My brain is like a sieve
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| sometimes it’s easier to forget
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| all the bad things you did to me,
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| you did to me.
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| my brain is like sieve
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| but it knows when it’s being messed with
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| if you wanted you could come in,
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| so come in.
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| When you said you loved me when you told me you cared
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| that you would be a part of me,
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| that you would always be there
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| did you really mean to hurt me?
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| no, I think you only meant to tease.
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| But it’s hard to remember,
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| I lost my memory. |
| See,
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| my brain is like a sieve
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| sometimes it’s easier to forget
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| all the bad things you did to me,
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| you did to me.
|
| my brain is like sieve
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| but it knows when it’s being messed with
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| if you wanted you could come in,
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| so come in.
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| You ought to be ashamed of your behaviour
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| when you’re treating me this way
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| as if I had deserved to be a place to vent your ire
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| some day I’m gonna douse that bonfire
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| we make a crucial team for a dying world
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| and style is a word I never even heard
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| in your vocabulary, victim of a murder mystery
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| …murder!
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| My brain is like a sieve
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| sometimes it’s easier to forget
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| all the bad things you did to me,
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| you did to me.
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| my brain is like sieve
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| but it’s a place where we both could live
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| if you wanted you could come in,
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| so come in. |