Margery Anne can I sing you a little pop song?
Cause the way that you breathe makes me feel like one
Margery Anne I was sure you knew he was married
Oh, I forgot, it’s that whole new spirit thing
And every time I try to say something sweet
You come back cold and so complete
I never knew vindictiveness was such a big part of your vindication
But you’re like a little piece of glass
That’s hanging on my heart, real glass on the real organ
Margery Anne you’re such an infant awkward pony
And I’m the pain in your back that won’t go away
Margery Anne you’re so good at playing martyr
that soon you’ll become one too
And I can see your face when you hear this song
You’ll say it’s out of step and it’s wrong
But you can never deny the fact that you were the cause of its writing
And I hope all the people that you hate will pick it as their favorite
So it will hurt a little more
Margery Anne I will sing you a little pop song
Cause the way that you breathe makes me feel like one
Margery Anne I will sing you a little pop song
Cause the way that you breathe makes me feel like one

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