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The sun goes down, she goes off, in her rented space
And the cornered room can't save off this raid with any grace
And her suitcase is her resume, and the evening's on repeat
As she falls into the fresh embrace of other cotton sheets
Twenty minutes, all she needs
And it's one mil again
Twenty seconds, all it takes
Before she can pretend that day after day
And she cannot escape the truth
Her eyes are all eyes, she's still not ready to be through
And she prays that one day she'll know just exactly what to do
Until then she'll be forever alone
The sun comes up as he goes off
And blows a casual kiss
But these tongue-tied walls bear witness to a soon-to-mestic blitz
Ooh, the hours write her diary
She's breathing a cliché
As she falls into the ins and outs of one more every day
Twenty minutes is all she needs
And it's one mil again
And twenty seconds all it takes
Before she can pretend that day after day
And she cannot escape the truth
Her eyes will roll as she's still not ready to be through
When she prays that one day she'll know just exactly what to do
Until then she'll keep her afterglow
It's time to stop keeping score
We've all been there before
And the price tag is always too high
Struggling to find her home
Searching with a fine tooth comb
Yet it's always greener on the other side
On the other side of day after day
And she cannot escape the truth
Her eyes won't lie, she's still not ready to be through
But I'm sure that one day she'll know just exactly what to do
Until then, she'll keep her, she'll keep her, she'll
She's still not ready to be through
But I'm sure that one day she'll know just exactly what to do
Until then, she'll keep her at a glow
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

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