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When I spend too much time alone, I get afraid |
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Afraid that you're gonna leave me breathing |
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Afraid of what they'd throw in the way |
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In the way of something simple like leaving |
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"Forgive me if you can," said the sad cashier |
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"For the dollars and cents our love has become. |
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I didn't sell you anything my dear |
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You were a scarecrow looking for a bonfire to sleep on." |
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"Believe me if you can," said the pile of bones |
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"I think that this is all there is left to see. |
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Just waiting for my perscription to come |
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'Cause every sec in hell dissolves more of me." |
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And all of heaven's ten thousand whores |
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Are on a partyline to his big toe |
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Singing Ooooo I just can't do it anymore |
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So don't bother asking now you know |
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Don't bother me with little things |
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Pennies, nickels, quarters, and dimes |
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They've all taken me as far as I'm gonna go |
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So don't bother asking now you know |
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Believe me if you can |
