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Don't bother saying you're sorry & why don't you come in & smoke all my cigarettes again &
Every time i get no further & how long has it been? & come on in now, wipe your feet on my
Dreams & you take up my time & like some cheap magazine & when i could have been learning
Something & oh well, you know what i mean, oh & i've done this before & and i will do it
Again & come on and kill me baby & while you smile like a friend & oh and i'll come
Running & just to do it again & you are the last drink i never should have drunk & you are
The body hidden in the trunk & you are the habit i can't seem to kick & you are my secrets
On the front page every week & you are the car i never should have bought & you are the
Dream i never should have caught & you are the cut that makes me hide my face & you are
The party that makes me feel my age & like a car crash i can see but i just can't avoid &
Like a plane i've been told i never should board & like a film that's so bad but i've got
To stay till the end & let me tell you now: it's lucky for you that we're friends.
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