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I just found a brand new key
To sing the blues
But it's deceiving
It won't change the meaning

I wrapped it up in minor chords
But it's no use
And words confound me
With the way they've bound me

But I'm going to lose you
Just like the rest
I'm going to lose you
It's what I do best

I'm going to lose you
Like each one before
I keep hoping that this time is different
But I know the score

We talk in riddles
We talk in rhymes
We talk into each others' mouths
And try to read between the lines

We talk in cyphers
We talk in tongues
We talk staring at the ceiling
Right until the morning comes

And when you leave my bed
That space still smells of you
Like alcohol and cigarettes
And foggy flashes and regrets

But as you pin me down you say
“It never will be you”
Cos hands move quick and hands move fast
But hands are not enough to last

But it took me far too long to realize
I couldn't fill the hollow of your bones
And I couldn't find the words to verbalize
The hurt I felt deep hidden in the moans

I've seen the future
And it's looking grim
So hand me a lemon
And a bottle of gin

I've got an aching head
I've got an empty bed
I'm feeling wasted
Wasted on you

Cupid's bow missed my chest
So I'll take second best
If you'll still have me
I'll settle on you

But I'm going to lose you
Just like the rest
I'm going to lose you
It's what I do best

I'm going to lose you
Like each one before
I keep hoping that this time is different
But I know the score

And all that's left are letters
Written on a page
Ink may bleed and paper tear
But words don't fade with age

All that's left are letters
Folded into squares
So weary with the weight of all
The heart could never bear

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