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[Verse 1]
Well, the problem with liquor's I'll drink it
If I keep but a drop in the house
And the problem with gossip's I think that it's true
Even if it's just going around
And the thing about sorrow
The part I could never get down
'Cause it will crop up all on its own
Like it took the express train to town

[Chorus]
Comes along when it wants to
Like a bad boyfriend from college
Hits you up with that "coulda been, shoulda been"
All that terrible knowledge

[Verse 2]
It'll find you in the bathroom
When you're trying to get ready
It'll meet you as you're getting off work
And the sun is barely setting
It'll catch you off guard
On the train home, try to forget it
But as that sadness creeps into your bones
Oh, you know you are bound to regret it

[Chorus]
Comes along when it wants to
Like a bad boyfriend from college
Hits you up with that "coulda been, shoulda been"
All that terrible knowledge

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
Now the thing about music's it makes us feel
Like we all got a story to tell
Oh, them sad songs, they just conjure up sorrow
Like some kind of obvious spell
Done my best to avoid it, you know
I do yoga and sometimes I pray
Oh, but every so often, I turn on a record
And I let sorrow drag me away

[Chorus]
Comes along as expected
Like you finding me drunk at the bar
When I get on with that "coulda been, shoulda been"
Knows we ain't getting far
Comes along when it wants to
Like a bad boyfriend from college
Hits you up with that "coulda been, shoulda been"
All that terrible knowledge

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