Well, I stare at the hole in my hand and I watch you slip away
And I feel if I'd only done better then maybe I could make you stay
Then I stare at the hole in my head and I can't remember things I say
Hour to hour, sentence to sentence, day to day
Well I could, but I don't
And I should, but I won't
It's laughable
Well, there'
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