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Stung
02:52
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You think the stars are still singing?
Oh, how I missed it by a mile
I wish they'd sing to me and just me
Oh, it'll never happen twice
And Daisy plays me
A puppeteer tying me strung out, I'm a suckers equal
I showed up early
Oh, fucking shit, that stung
You burn out, burned up
Now the stars gots no ones to sing to
How you gonna make it, gonna take it, when I burn out too?
The back seats empty
No one inside except the driver who can't pull the trigger
You sit and bait me
Oh, fucking shit, that stung
And so, it goes, he says alone
Couldn't bum change for the phone
Was dialing and feeling tired
Pushing your buttons, they're clicking harder
Just forget it, to linger never
Making the difference
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Cut To Pieces
02:22
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Believe me, I've been cut to pieces from the cloth we left outside
In the rain, I've been folded neatly, catching pieces of that life
I was told, a lonely heart would never not unfold, I was told
You need to tip toe, she's walking through the door
A second chance shouldn't keep you from growing old
Tip toe around the room, you know
One step, you break it and there she goes
And only think of you
We'll be together soon
Monday, you're feeling okay
Tuesday, you break away
It's time to take her out the light and let it slip away
I know what you've gone through, step into my shoes
Left up, tied shut, I'm stuck, you're not what you thought I was
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