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Poke at my |
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Iris, why can't |
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I cry about this? |
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Maybe there is something that you know that |
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I don't?We adopt a brand new language |
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Communicate through pursed lips |
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And you try not to put on any sexy clothes or graces |
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I might never catch a mouse and present it in my mouth |
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To make you feel you're with someone |
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Who deserves to be with you |
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But there's one thing we've got going |
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And it's the only thing worth knowing |
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It's got lots to do with magnets and the pull of the moon |
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Why won't our love keel over as it chokes on a bone? |
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We can mourn its passing and then bury it in snow |
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Or should we kick its cunt in and watch as it dies from bleeding? |
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If you don't want to be with me just say and |
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I will goWe can change our partners, this is a progressive dance |
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But remember it was me who dragged you up to the sweaty floor |
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Well, this has been a real |
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I've got shin splints and a stitch from weed |
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But like a drunken night, it's the best bits that are colored in |
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Should look through some old photos |
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I adored you in every one of those |
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If someone took a picture of us now they'd need to be told |
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That we had ever clung on tight and maybe not with arms at night |
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I'd say she was his sister but she doesn't have his nose |
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And now we're unrelated and rid of all the shit we hated |
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But I hate when |
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I feel like this and |
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I never hated you |
