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When you make it to your driveway |
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Will you call to let me know that you're ok? |
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And when you make it to your bedroom |
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Do you collapse on your bed right away? |
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Or do you lay and think about how fucking lonely you've become? |
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You're obsessed with revenge and it's starting again |
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Bad tattoos oh and losing the saddest of friends |
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Ache through the days, 'cause you'll never mend your ways |
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When you make a decent living, will you buy me a train set and a hat? |
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So that I can sit alone in my room, sending people away from the ones they love |
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Or crash them into buildings, explosions, derailments and screaming children |
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Oh my god, I think I'm in love |
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Yes, I know that this must be love when you |
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Ache through the days, because you'll never mend your ways. |
