| Holding my own hand, walking all alone down a road
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| Holding my own hand, feeling the tips of my ears getting cold
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| A bell rings as a ghost walks up beside me, with a face like mine
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| And tells me that I won’t always be lonely, it just takes a little time
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| I wanted you, but you didn’t want me
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| Good Lord, heaven knows I’m bad with love
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| I wanted you, but you didn’t want me
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| Good Lord, heaven knows I’ve been banged up
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| Oh, my sister, dead men are singing on the radio
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| Oh, my sister, it’s all they ever seem to play anymore
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| A bell rings as I walk into a hotel, nobody’s inside
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| A purple cat comes floating down the stairwell
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| With its blue eyes shining bright, suddenly I feel alright
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| Look out
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| I wanted you, but you didn’t want me
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| Good Lord, heaven knows I’ve been beat up
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| I wanted you, but you didn’t want me
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| Good Lord, heaven knows I’ll bandage up |