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The voice on the telephone sounds awful angry |
| [00:28] |
And somehow it doesn't fit in |
| [00:34] |
With the face in the picture I keep on my dresser |
| [00:42] |
Of the girl I once called my best friend |
| [00:49] |
We drank from the fountain of good times and dreaming |
| [00:56] |
But these lawyers have poisoned the well |
| [01:03] |
And as our love is dying they're making a killing |
| [01:10] |
On heartaches and furniture sales |
| [01:17] |
And the line between evil and good disappears |
| [01:24] |
And now it's so hard to tell |
| [01:32] |
Am I shaking a demon that's after my soul |
| [01:36] |
Or sending an angel to Hell? |
| [02:02] |
Am I right or is she right or are we both wrong? |
| [02:09] |
Or is it even about that at all? |
| [02:16] |
As Heaven is fading we're fighting and fussing |
| [02:23] |
And the devil's just having a ball. |
| [02:30] |
And the line between evil and good disappears |
| [02:37] |
And now it's so hard to tell |
| [02:44] |
Am I shaking a demon that's after my soul |
| [02:52] |
Or sending an angel to Hell? |
