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(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff)It's a Thursday morning, four a.m. andyou wont let me goif tomorrow comes I guess I'llnever knoweven in the darkest hour it's the brightesttime of dayeven when I go to bed I'm still awakeEyes held up with toothpicks and my jawis going offI will never leave you or admit that Iwas wrongThere's so many things I'd like to say, I'mfoaming at the mouthmaybe I could write, my pen ishallowed outI've got ideas and inventions and I'd usethem if I couldstop waking up the next day whenthey're all no goodPlease don't say another word, I knowyour story wellconversations take two but I'm talkingto myselfNow I need an alibi and everything Idid was truebut every word I said was just a lie
(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff)It's a Thursday morning, four a.m. andyou wont let me goif tomorrow comes I guess I'llnever knoweven in the darkest hour it's the brightesttime of dayeven when I go to bed I'm still awakeEyes held up with toothpicks and my jawis going offI will never leave you or admit that Iwas wrongThere's so many things I'd like to say, I'mfoaming at the mouthmaybe I could write, my pen ishallowed outI've got ideas and inventions and I'd usethem if I couldstop waking up the next day whenthey're all no goodPlease don't say another word, I knowyour story wellconversations take two but I'm talkingto myselfNow I need an alibi and everything Idid was truebut every word I said was just a lie