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[ar:Fiona Apple] |
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I was staring at the sky,just looking for a star |
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To pray on,or wish on,or something like that |
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I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy |
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Whose reality I knew,was a hopeless to be had |
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But then the dove of hope began its downward slope |
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And I believed for a moment that my chances |
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Were approaching to be grabbed |
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But as it came down near,so did a weary tear |
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I thought it was a bird,but it was just a paper bag |
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Hunger hurts,and I want him so bad,oh it kills |
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'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up |
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I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold |
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Hunger hurts,but starving works,when it costs too much to love |
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And I went crazy again today,looking for a strand to climb |
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Looking for a little hope |
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Baby said he couldn't stay,wouldn't put his lips to mine, |
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And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope |
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I said,'Honey,I don't feel so good,don't feel justified |
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Come on put a little love here in my void,'he said |
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'It's all in your head,'and I said,'So's everything' |
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But he didn't get it I thought he was a man |
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But he was just a little boy |
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Hunger hurts,and I want him so bad,oh it kills |
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'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up |
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I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold |
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Hunger hurts,but starving works,when it costs too much to love |
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Hunger hurts,and I want him so bad,oh it kills |
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'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up |
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I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold |
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Hunger hurts,but starving works,when it costs too much to love |