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Pretty darling, stop running down my street,
The tears are dropping like a nuclear meltdown,
I never meant to let it come to this,
Can we blame it on timing not chemistry,
All night long, i'll sing the same somber song,
Attack my decisions, and the horse they road on,
Everything seems to be less that zero,
A mascara hero with a heart of zinc.
I never should have kissed...
I never should have...
And I never should have kissed those lips before,
I never should've let you out my door,
But now I'm stuck here with your photograph.
The words you chant, I never thought they'd,
Be so true, dancing in my head,
So pause this moment, till we meet in our next life:
A black tabby housecat, a bottle of xanax,
All night long is one repeated love song,
When have I became this tree,
Till we meet in our brand new world,
I'll count the rings, if you tie a string.
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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© זכויות היוצרים שמורות למחברים
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