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There's a portrait |
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In a back room, |
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Which I keep for days upon, which I relent |
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And gaze for hours on the muscle skin and bone of some |
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Imaginary friend. |
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So how about it? |
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Show me please how I will look in twenty years |
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And let me please, |
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Interpret history in every line and scar that's painted |
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There in front of me. |
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It doesn't matter what I'm thinking |
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What I tell myself to do |
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I'll end up calling. |
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I stay in to defrost the fridge |
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Now the kid has gone to bed |
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A feeling of dread. |
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At least when she's around the troubles there, |
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It's worse to wake up with her falling round the room. |
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Listen Johnny; you're like a mother |
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To the girl you've fallen for, |
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And you're still falling. |
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Listen Johnny; |
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You're like a mother to the girl you've fallen for, |
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And you're still falling, |
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And if they come tonight |
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You'll roll up tight and take whatever's coming to you boy. |
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