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Everything is exploding all the time.
I'm forgetting everyone/everything important; I can't say no and I won't say yes.
cigarettes stimulants depressants...
"Poor Girl"
you sat at home, the window's tinted black. it hit you hard and you cried so long. life turned and wandered never to come back again. take what she gives you. don't feel sorry for her. when you fell out of the starlight inn, you were too hurt to walk and too bad to begin. I looked at the sign and I couldn't feel sad for you. take what she gives you. don't cry when you kiss her. poor little girl, ran away for good. I try to explain why she won't say a thing. sad, sad thing, I'm so far away now. how can I say why she won't talk at all. she holds a deck of cards. she wants to be alone. "I've been very ill. I've tried waking up. now I want to be alone". when you ran out of Pete's hotel, you didn't look so good and didn't feel so well. you said, "hold me tight" but I couldn't get it right. take what she gives you...poor little girl...she holds a deck of cards. she wants to be alone. she still drinks in the dark. the radio is left on late. she saw a madman fight and break it all 'cause he hated himself. and she felt better off 'cause she was only drunk.
I'm forgetting everyone/everything important; I can't say no and I won't say yes.
cigarettes stimulants depressants...
"Poor Girl"
you sat at home, the window's tinted black. it hit you hard and you cried so long. life turned and wandered never to come back again. take what she gives you. don't feel sorry for her. when you fell out of the starlight inn, you were too hurt to walk and too bad to begin. I looked at the sign and I couldn't feel sad for you. take what she gives you. don't cry when you kiss her. poor little girl, ran away for good. I try to explain why she won't say a thing. sad, sad thing, I'm so far away now. how can I say why she won't talk at all. she holds a deck of cards. she wants to be alone. "I've been very ill. I've tried waking up. now I want to be alone". when you ran out of Pete's hotel, you didn't look so good and didn't feel so well. you said, "hold me tight" but I couldn't get it right. take what she gives you...poor little girl...she holds a deck of cards. she wants to be alone. she still drinks in the dark. the radio is left on late. she saw a madman fight and break it all 'cause he hated himself. and she felt better off 'cause she was only drunk.