You used to pain pictures, and color your hair Remember the stories we’d share We used to sing badly, at the piano but lately time isn’t there. Cuz we left our beautiful lives at the altar Lost our keys, and our looks, and our friends. And made those vows with our toes in the waterfall Please give my love to the morgue. The further we travel, the less that we saw. We’d anchored our feet to the floor. The more that you say it, rolls off the tongue but it just doesn’t chime anymore Cuz we left our beautiful lives at the altar Lost our keys, and our looks, and our friends. And made those vows with our toes in the waterfall. Please give my love to the morgue. Maybe our hearts were too young, maybe they’re chasing impatient someone left maybe our hearts were too numb to have recognized it Cuz we left our beautiful lives at the altar Lost our keys, and our looks, and our friends. And made those vows with our toes in the waterfall. Please give my love to the morgue.
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