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curse the men who made your face turn a surprising shade of blue
start your sentences in ways no one ever expected you to
bring any girls or boys you don't plan to nurture, much less keep
because they kept you up when you really needed to sleep
when you run out of pleasant little nothings to say
but the music always plays a little quieter every day
i finally get it together to list off the things that almost were
this town is old, but i got new ones ready to go inside of her
it used to be i'd keep all the bad out just to get by
but i narrowed it to the worst, then i would get set to try
there's new music to reassure me that everything i think is still wrong
and i love it when the neighbors come out just to sing along
outside there are places i'd rather go and boys i'd rather be
all to make me think there was more to these thoughts than only me
she told me life was a rental, i said honestly i'd rather buy it
and to this day the music still seems so quiet