She has two first names, but no address.
Are we making love, or making sense.
Cause I've had enough of consequence for this year.
Two left feet, but no good arm.
Have I lost my chance, or lost my charm.
When I'm losing touch, oh, she's my only one.
She's gone overboard,
And I don't even know what for.
I said, Oh Hannah, why'd you stay?
You never, ever, ever, ever, felt that way.
The better it is, the worse it tastes.
And sometimes, Love, it's hard.
But you were right about some things.
We all seem to play our parts. But you are the one I need.
She's gone overboard,
And I don't even know what for.
I said, Oh Hannah, why'd you stay?
You never, ever, ever, ever, felt that way.
The better it is, the worse it tastes.
And sometimes, Love, it's hard.
Oh, she's off again, screaming out.
Crying in her sleep, cotton-mouthed.

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