I wandered up to what I thought was your door
I'd
It's not the things that
I can't change that bother me
And
I was sitting in hell's kitchen
Contemplating murder
Contemplating murder
Contem
Do you think that you've come far
Through winds so hard
And
Disappointed
Never more
Got so low they had to use
The jaws of
Here comes the razor of doubt, here comes the fallin'
There's only one light on in the house
And that's the
I saw the lights of the Commodore Barry
From the deck
Well, I smoked my
Throat out last night
Hoping you'd call
Or just
Slowly walking down the street
Where the homeless and the lovers
Walking outside our old house
Tragically dressed trying to coax your
The dead girl mopes through a dead scene
With a cross-stitched
Has the future come
To make a liar out of me?
Every
Well you sent me running
For cover, deep in those dark
Liberty explodes at the strangest times
A thorny walk through the
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