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You put on your raincoat
Cause it looks like it just might today
You grab your keys, youre out the door
Before you know where youre going
If blame, as they say, is for God and little kids
Then youre deserving of praise or a slap on the wrist
Cause you cant help but blame yourself
For your long face
Not a day passes that you dont fold your hands
And ask St. Francis to find the lust for life
That you lost when she left with your tongue
Your last breath
Shes a thief with an eye for nice things
Not a day passes that you dont close your eyes
And ask St. Francis to find the love of your life
That you lost when she left, you dumb fuck
Your lifes a mess without her
To tell you what to say or when to breathe
Or what youll need where youre going
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