You're a sorry sight
Clinging onto a bubble that burst
So many, many months ago
You always had to be different
An exception to the rule
Playing the broken hearted martyr
Well you'd better start now
talk things over
even though I know
You hate the sight of each other
She's put the belt around your life
and pulled you in tight
Your life is folding up
before your very eyes
Anyone would think you're an outcast
driven from pillar to post
but you did always say
you couldn't sleep with someone you loved
You're like two old mountains
that drip with sunset
but morality is the shadow
that you can never escape
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