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I picked you out...
Of a crowd and talked to you
I said "I like your shoes."
You said, "Thanks, can I follow you?"

So, it's up the stairs
and out of view,
No prying eyes.

I poured some wine.
I asked your name,
You asked the time.

Now it's two o'clock.
The place is closed,
We're up the block.

Your hands on me;
I stare at you, in your torn up jeans.
I blocked my mouth,
try to keep the words from coming out.
I didn't care to know who else may have been me before...

I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl who's too sad to give a ********
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him here but I'm not sure
I've got the money if you've got the time
You said it feels good
I said, "I'll give it a try."

Then my mind went dark,
We both forgot where your car was parked.
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with my friends in the morning

Bad actors, with bad habits.
Some sad singers they just play tragic
And the phone's ringing and the van's leaving
Let's just keep talking; let's just keep... keep singing...

I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I've got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind

But you, but you...

You write such pretty words
But life's no storybook
Love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt.

Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do

Then hurt me...

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