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I've got a dying urge to feel the way you do Too close for comfort, bed and breakfast in a spoon The shortest breath of your young life a long walk home on Friday night You made, one last stop at the store So close to perfect, swear to hell thought it was you But this bouncing baby boy's now turning baby blue I've got your pictures on my walls, I got a long list of calls I must make to your existing family You had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up Your final coffin nails been driven far too much This won't take long you said, "I'm not going far Go wait in the car, go wait in the car" I often wonder what it feels like to be you A mess like this stuck on your hands with Crazy Glue Ran out of time, no kiss goodbye Wish I could learn to let this sleeping dog die without lying to myself You had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up Your final coffin nails been driven far too much This won't take long you said, "I'm not going far Go wait in the car, go wait in the car" You had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up Your final coffin nails been driven far too much This won't take long you said, "I'm not going far Go wait in the car, go wait in the car"