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Matson Jones - He Means Nothing Dear

I haven't seen you,
Dear,
In half a year,
Actually more and,
I don't want these thoughts to be ignored.

I wanna smell your polyurethane,
To drop pills on the floor,
Cause I'm their sacred hearts run red 'round me.

Oh ooh

So I lay awake while he is fast asleep.
And I think of these things,
Into my mind they creep and,
It is five a.m.
As the clock ticks on,
It is five in the morning,
But please don't get me wrong,
It's just
You murder me with your sleep,
You murder me with your sleep,
You murder me with your sleep,
You murder me with your sleep.
Sweet words.

But we,
Ah wait,
I don't think that he's murdered me dead yet.
So please,
Oh please,
Just keeping him thinking fondly of me.
But wait,
Oh wait,
I don't think that he's murdered me dead yet.
So please,
Oh please,
Just keep him thinking fondly of me,
Of me,
Of me,
Of me,
Of me.

Oh come on fall,
Bring your titled leaves,
Bring that cold wiping wind,
That brings me to my knees,
Because then this long time,
Will diminish into days,
Because then I can finally fill this silly space called my head,
With him,
My head with him,
Oh my head with him,
My head with him,
But he means nothing my darling,
He means nothing my darling,
He means nothing my darling,
He means nothing my darling,
I swear.

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