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I met you in a bar in 2003;
we started going out immediately.
I thought it would be fun, thought it would be easy;
didn’t realise you were a maniac.

I’ve been locked inside your garage for 33 nights;
it’s been cold, it’s been peaceful without the fights.
But I want to move on, too, and I want to be free;
not think about us constantly.

I’m so far behind, I wanna shooting star.
Wouldn’t women be sweet if they could die of broken hearts?

You hid me in the forest, and you hid me in the cellar;
you’re trying to move on and find a new fella.
But I want to move on, too, and I want to move away;
I left for France at three the very next day.

I’m so far behind, I wanna shooting star.
Wouldn’t women be sweet if they could die of broken hearts?

I was well on my way, speeding ’cross the land,
when I saw my face emblazoned on a newspaper stand.
All I wanted was to travel, to be left alone,
but you were using satellites to track me with my phone.

I’m so far behind, I wanna shooting star.
Wouldn’t women be sweet if they could die of broken hearts?

So I stopped,
and laid my bags and my bed down.
I started digging in the earth at the side of the road –
made my new house an underground abode.

In my house I’ve got everything I’ve owned thus far:
I’ve got a fridge and a telly and my dream guitar,
every time I pick it up and play this song,
I smile to myself to know that you’re long gone.
You’ll make some other man’s life a misery,
but I don’t care as long as it’s not me.

I’m so far behind, I wanna shooting star.
Wouldn’t women be sweet if they could die of broken hearts?

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