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Only car at the drive-thru.
It's always love at the start.
But see if heaven never sent ya,
None of it's divine.
And my messages in bottles,
My swimming pools of sorrow are swallowed down.
Beneath the seasons.
Between me and my July.
Do or,
Diet progression online.
Try out my long emotional incision.
Itch it. Circle the drain.
Unable to say in person
I'll never change into the woman you're waiting for to love away your pain,
I'm afraid.

Okay. Cos I get it.
Love never treated you right.
In the middle of a fight it fell out of the window.
Down, and everybody saw me.
I don't wanna lie here!
Lay it all out on the concrete, babe.
It was a matter of time.
In my opinion we had no chance of ever getting it right.
Sweating trying to implement a change,
When everything has a place.
Everything.

Linking and breaking up.
I don't want to figure it out.
How to link up,
Then break up.
Make up and make love.

Lean into what it is you think about when you're alone.
Balcony baby.
June,
January phoned.

Cos I get it.
Love never treated you right.
In the middle of a fight it fell out of the window.
Down, and everybody saw me.
I don't wanna lie here!
Lay it all out on the concrete, babe.
It was a matter of time.
In my opinion we had no chance of ever getting it right.
Sweating trying to implement a change,
When everything has a place.
Everything.

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