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Yesterday's dinner's haunting me today

Blades in my stomach spinning

I awake with a fear of ??

Hiding by the stress of your love

I won't return your calls until it lets up

Oh, just one more season, you will be good

Tonight, oh

Don't even, don't even try, oh

'Cause when I'm concentratin'

on makin' statements

I will fool you into thinkin' we're fine

Yeah, I'll fool you, fool you, fool you, into thinkin' we're fine

Until you start to feel something outside

Yeah, well, you alone can visualise

Not worth the misery

A sordid history

The years of revelry

We converse endlessly

Those powdered lips that say you cry

You start to feel something outside

Tonight, oh

Don't even, don't even try

It's not me that was mistaken

For an earnest, heartfelt evening

For a moon-induced hallucination

Couldn't help but notice

Your eyes are losing focus

Such magnetism, now you're opposed

But if you're not begging for it

Then it's not yours

Once dependent, now no signs of withdrawal

Not worth the misery

A sordid history

The years of revelry

We converse endlessly

Those powdered lips that say you cry

Well, you start to feel something outside

Tonight, oh

Don't even, don't even, don't

Please talk softly now

No need to scream

The raise in decibels seems obsence

Please talk softly now

No need to scream

The raise in decibels seems obsence

Tonight, well, tonight

You sold everything you've been told

I apologise

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