And though you've known a thousand men But still A ship never sailed on your sea And though you've known a thousand men But still Briney waters singe
You moved in to my hotel You could have done better But Oh Well I tapped your phones I read your mail We split the rent But you couldn't Make the
All your women things All your frilly things Scattered 'round my room Right where you left them When you left them Scattered 'round my room All your
They don't make lies Like they used to They don't make lies Like they used to You don't make lies Like you used to You don't make lies Like you used
Aw who needs you Lying in your crummy bed While I'm out here in the cold With a hope that is so thin Aw who needs you Lying in your crummy bed While
Have you lost your faith Have you lost your way Have you lost everything You thought you held Yesterday You should leave me behind And devote all your
Ha ha ha Ha ha ha Life's a joke A waiting game now. A juggling of vices Tiny tiny vices And they don't anchor me To the ground I know who the hangman
Four hearts in a can Speeding through the countryside And they're driving as fast as they can Four hearts in a can Speeding through the countryside And
Have I said too much Am I losing my touch. I don't think we should touch. You go with the other men Me I beat myself to sleep Maybe I should have just
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