[Intro]

[Verse 1]
You linger in doorways,
Uncomfortably,
It seems to me that always,
You're about to leave.

[Verse 2]
Roll corner bed---sheets off my    bed,
Press eyeballs   up       against eye---lids,
The problem with being fucked like you hate  it,
Is it's hard not to be convinced,
That I, eulogy, the world famous satire,
Oh please, just let me live.

[Verse 3]
Your fingers   dig      into my    lap,
Baptise your anger,        then  fall back to back.

[Verse 4]
If I could rewind the time,
I'd stay there in England,
We'd have a glass of wine,
And watch   fatal car crash compilations,
All I  can see  is wasted opportunity,
All I  can  be  is a diagram for desperation.

[Verse 5]
Want to enjoy sad music,
But it's all with the same context
Words they weave and how they choose to use it,
Someone else wronged the subject,
Ooh, I wish I'd be           the one who's hurt indignantly,
But I   can see          the only one who's hurt someone is me.

[Outro]
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