Bore

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Bore

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If you leave early, no one's coming out to get you Once you're gone, we'll forget you were here, and there I get up early, make a list and go on back to bed to dream You're slicing up my face You like my hair and that's all that matters It's too early, bed of hands Still we can't fall asleep too long And forget why we're here Not over there It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before Oh misery, what did I have if you didn't have me? Oh misery, who can you move when you can't touch me? Oh misery, who do you love if you didn't love me? It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before (Try me, I'm really not a whore) It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before It's not crazy anymore

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  • Emily Haines