I wrote my feelings down in a rush, I didn't even check the spelling, Enclosed the postcard of a painting You are just another thing that I have yet to fathom, Oooh you are just another thing I've yet to fathom And I'm losing more than I'll ever have, I'm losing more than I'll ever give to you Picture me with you but you couldn't do it, Everything I said was true but I couldn't prove it, And I'll admit there was a web but it wasn't me who spun it, Now I've made my bed but you wouldn't lie down in it
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