I am walking out in the rain and I am listening to the low moan of the dial tone again and I am getting nowhere with you and I can't let it go and I can't get through...
the old woman behind the pink curtains and the closed door on the first floor she's listening through the air shaft to see how long our swan song can last
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*waits*
and I can't get through...
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the old woman behind the pink curtains
and the closed door
on the first floor
she's listening through the air shaft
to see how long our swan song can last
...
You brought me here?
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and both hands
now use both hands
oh, no don't close your eyes
I am writing
grafitti on your body
I am drawing the story of
how hard we tried
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