I was your sailor, your demon, your lover, your overbearing Best friend hoping for some attention I saw through your automatic heartache, and now I know That love is as love was, it’s downhill from here….
Should I run a million miles away from every memory of you? Let that be a lesson to me, think not with my heart but with my head.
But I never really had it in me, did I, did I? No I never really had it in me, did I, did I? Said I never really had it in me, did I, did I?
I was your armchair, your mattrass, your TV, your everlasting Talk show host, mouthing “baby, you’re wonderful” I fell under your control, switch on switch off, robotic And I lost every ounce of myself.
Should I run a million miles away from every memory of you? Let that be a lesson to me Think not with my heart but with my head.
But I never really had it in me, did I, did I? No I never really had it in me, did I, did I? Did I, I never really had it in me, did I, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I? I never really had it in me, did I, did I? (No) I never really had it in me, never really had it in me never really had it in me, did I, did I?
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