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In the thick of June I took a friend to bed
Two years, two people naked and dead

I've nothing to prove and everything to dread
The years, the words I thought but never said.

But then you

Ruined my birthday
Fucked me and went to sleep
You made a bad taste
Regular, common to me

You held the lighter when I was in a spiral
And if not caring was a sport then

You would hold the title

Aaaaaah
You would hold the title
Aaaaaah
You would hold the title

Did I speak too soon when I said I wouldn't lose myself?

Cause I'm in a bad bad place, the I love you's don't help

So, you say the problem is me, that we're not on TV
You got a big big screen but I need fantasy

I turn the light on and hope for our survival
Cause if not caring was a sport then
You would hold the title

Aaaaaah
You would hold the title
Aaaaaah
You would hold the title

I know you say you love me
But how could that be true?

Cause if you really loved me
Why do I feel so blue?

Maybe it's all above me
Maybe it's what I lose

Cause if there was a winner
The title goes to you

Aaaaaah
You hold the title now
Aaaaaah
You, you, you hold the title

You would hold the title

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