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Hailstones and a sickle moon and the north wind races |
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One more night of running my mind over lost embraces |
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The steps you made when you walked away |
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Still frozen in the ground |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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And lies won't break my fall |
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Lies won't break my fall |
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Your food's still sitting there at the table where you used to be |
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The shape of you is still in the bed there, next to me |
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Maybe I could find some trace of you to keep around |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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For far too long you kept me waiting |
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Reaching out into empty air |
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Even now you'd never say it face to face |
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That you really don't care |
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And if you never liked pulling teeth |
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Then why? Why did you tie me in the dentist's chair? |
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Ah, you left your mark on this old place, that you did |
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I could stew in here like a pressure cooker and screw down the lid |
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Or maybe I should just take a match |
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And burn the whole thing to the ground |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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Oh, Missie, how you let me down |
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And lies won't break my fall |
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Lies won't break my fall |
