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I cling to indifference, you to your worst memory
dark winter morning you honk your car horn at me
and I will grow out of all the empty bottles in my closet
and you'll quit having dreams about a swan dive to the hard asphalt
ooh, ooh...
won't you sleep with me every night for a week
won't you just let me pretend this is the love I need
and I will grow out of all the empty words I often speak
and you will be depleted, but much better off without me
ooh, oohâ¦
you hold on to the past, you make yourself miserable
and I'm ruled by seasons and sadness that's inexplicable
and we will find a way to be lonely any chance we get
and I'll keep having dreams about loveless marriage and regret
ooh, ooh...
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