Blue In The Face
It's about time that I came clean with you
I'm no longer fine, I'm no longer running smooth
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Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside
When you left that night
And I don't dream since I quit sleeping
And I haven't slept since I met you
And you can't breathe without coughing at daytime
And neither can I
So what do you say?
Your coffin, or mine?