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Who’s in the mood for a little bit of heartbreak?
I left a note on your doorstep, you never came out.
You’re a stomachache in the middle of the night,
a prison break in and out of my heart.
That just sucks ‘cause you never opened the door.
I’m turning around on a desert
according to the plan made by non-existent lovers.
Turning around to see there’s nothing to come home to.
Pencil sharpeners and bobby pins
on my ill-painted one night stand.
Messed-up frogs on beaches full of sunshine
chillin’ around with singing cascades.
I said ‘no’, decided to go,
but I forgot the alligators on my doorstep.
perjantai, 18. huhtikuu 2008
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