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Uploaded on Jul 13, 2009
It's about time that I came clean with you I'm no longer fine, I'm no longer running smooth I thought that I found myself under something new Just one more line I repeat over and over again Till I'm blue in the face with a choking regret As I talk in circles 'round you on my bed Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside When you left that night
It's about time that you got sick of me No longer fun, and so far from interesting I thought that I found me a cure for feeling old Just one more line to keep me sleeping loudly and cold In disgraced with a shameful regret As I talk in tongues to myself in my bed Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside When you left that night
And all that followed fell like mercury to hell Somehow we lost our heads for the last time And all that followed fell like mercury to hell Somehow we lost our heads for the last time
And I don't dream since I quit sleeping And I haven't slept since I met you And you can't breathe without coughing at daytime And neither can I So what do you say? Your coffin, or mine?