Wasn't much of a union
Denial and confusion
Meant something to you, I bet you would have stayed
Stumbled on some good times
Turned them into landmines
You know you can turn the other way
You say you've been meaning
To sort through all your demons
If there's some room, are you gonna let me in?
You've been hung dry by your close friends
Your inner child's an orphan
You're so far down, you don't know where you been
So many things you don't know
If you want me to leave, just say so
It's the kind of thing I like
Curse cast in the night
So ill fated
So ill fated
Goodbye with preservations
Regrets and salutations
Something in there somewhere that I didn't say
It's you I think of only
Whenever you get lonely
And I got more than years to give away
I've been dying to start living
You're just living to be dying
We can't seem to find no common ground
You hate me when I'm lonely
I'm lonely when you hate me
Mostly I'm just there to kick around
Soaring high and low
First to leave, last to know
It's the kind of thing I like
Curse cast in the night
So ill fated
So ill fated
It's the kind of thing I like
Curse cast in the night
So ill fated
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