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Great Romances Of The 21st Century
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September never stays this cold
where I come from
and you know...
I’m not one for complaining.
(…I’m in your room…)
but I love (love, loathe, repeat)
the way you’d roll excuses off the tip of your tounge
as I’d slowly
(…slowly, quietly, slowly…)
fall apart.
(“…I’m falling apart, I’m falling apart…”)
This won’t mean a thing come tomorrow
and that’s exactly how I’ll make it seem.
(Is this turning you on?)
“…I’m still not sleeping”
Thinking “I’m thinking maybe…..”
I’ve crawled home from worse than this
(…I’m on the corner of your bed…).
So please, Please, Please,
I’m running out of sympathy.
..I never said I’d take this lying down.
She says:
“c’mon, let’s just get this over with.”
you always come close but you never come easy…..
and I still know everything.
If it’s not keeping you up nights
then what’s the point?
(…Are you turned on..?)
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