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So long ago I don't remember when |
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That's when they say I lost my only friend |
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Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease |
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As I listened through the cemetery trees |
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I seen the sun coming up at the funeral at dawn |
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The long broken arm of human law |
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Now it always seemed such a waste |
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She always had a pretty face |
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I wondered why she hung around this place |
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Hey, come on try a little, nothing is forever |
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There's got to be something better than in the middle |
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But me and Cinderella we put it all together |
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We can drive it home with one headlight |
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She said it's cold, it feels like Independence Day |
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And I can't break away from this parade |
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But there's got to be an opening |
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Somewhere here in front of me |
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Through this maze of ugliness and greed |
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And I seen the sign up ahead at the county line bridge |
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Saying all is good and nothingness is dead |
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Run until she's out of breath |
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She ran until there's nothing left |
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She hit the end, it's just her window ledge |
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Hey, come on try a little, nothing is forever |
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There's got to be something better than in the middle |
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But me and Cinderella we put it all together |
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We can drive it home with one headlight |
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Well this place is old, it feels just like a beat up truck |
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I turn the engine but the engine doesn't turn |
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Well it smells of cheap wine and cigarettes |
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This place is always such a mess |
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Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn |
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I'm so alone and I feel just like somebody else |
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Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same |
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But somewhere here in between |
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These city walls of dying dreams |
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I think her death it must be killing me |
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Hey, hey, hey! Come on try a little, nothing is forever |
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There's got to be something better than in the middle |
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But me and Cinderella we put it all together |
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We can drive it home with one headlight |
