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you got a lot of nerve (and i wish i could care enough to care at all)


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i see angels above me, i see demons below me, fighting over heaven.
i loved her more when i was sober.
i don't want a second chance.
love starts with that of a flickerin' cigarette
i swear i could feel your love before i knew your name.

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While I had been the first one to say, 'I love you,'
and you eagerly returned the phrase with a smile.
This is what makes it worse, makes this much harder
to tell you there was no feeling inside that whisper.


I have now grown into a man and I know when I'm wrong
and it was a mistake, I know, to have strung you along.
If only I could blame you then I wouldn't be burning,
inside of my soul is a fever that is certain to do me in.


Each night I mourn the hours I wasted that morning,
'cos no matter what I do I cannot help but feel so wrong
and the worst part is, I admit, you weren't the only one.
Pretty faces, soft skin, sparkling eyes, that is my sin.


My house is filled with notebooks, each a lovely, song
and the odds are you could just so easily sing, along
as if you were present at rehearsal; because each one
is nothing but a coded journal entry about every woman.


Excuse me if you find it crude how I can so easily share
the details of our intimate moments without a single care.
A room that is full of strangers, but not one calls to me.
It was in my youth that I found written out as if on cue,
the words I needed to say i could see them in your pupil-
there was no trying, you were the part of me that was real.


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