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I've been waiting for you to come back |
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Since you left Minneapolis |
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Snow covers the streetlamps and the windowsills |
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The buildings and the brittle crooked trees |
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Dead leaves of December |
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Thin skinned and splintered |
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Never gotten used to this bitter winter |
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I've been wasted, angry and sad |
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Since you left Minneapolis |
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I wish my thoughts were pure like the driven snow |
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Like the heavens and the spring's virgin buds |
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But they strangle me with their sin |
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Fill me up with poison |
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Black clouds have covered up the sun again |
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I can always trace it back |
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To that night in Minneapolis |
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Here on the seventh floor in a room I can't call mine |
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Deadbolt on the door, do not disturb sign |
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Shaking and trembling |
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On the clean white linen |
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Slivers of starlight across the ceiling |
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A dozen yellow roses |
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All that's left in Minneapolis |
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I wish I'd never seen your face or heard your voice |
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You're a bad pain in my gut |
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I wanna spit you out |
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Open up this wound again |
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Let my blood flow red and thin |
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Into the glistening |
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Into the whiteness |
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Into the melting snow of Minneapolis |