| You laugh at the people who walk outside on the sidewalk
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| And you talk to yourself so much
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| When you see other people you can’t talk
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| This time it’s true
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| The charade is through
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| And you can’t seem to run away from you
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| Away from you
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| And the haggard ex-lover of a long-time loser
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| Stands rejectedly by the door
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| Doesn’t Lenny live here anymore?
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| Are you sure?
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| You sit at the desk
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| To lose your life in a letter
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| But the words don’t seem to come and you know that they’re better
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| And it’s all so strange
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| Pictures lose their frame
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| And I’ll bet you never guessed
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| There was so much pain
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| So much pain
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| Until the haggard ex-lover of a long-time loser
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| Stands rejectedly by the door
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| Doesn’t Lenny live here anymore?
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| Are you sure?
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| The moon, she shines too soon and simply sadly
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| You loved your love so much that you’d strangle her madly
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| And it’s all so slow
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| Time has ceased to flow
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| And the whistling whore knows something you don’t know
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| And the haggard ex-lover of a long-time loser
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| Stands rejectedly by the door
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| Doesn’t Lenny live here anymore?
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| Are you sure?
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| You swore you’d store your love for one time only
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| Now you searched the books in vain for better word for lonely
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| And you’re torn apart
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| No other love will start
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| And you, you’d like to steal a happy heart
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| A happy heart
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| Then the haggard ex-lover of a long-time loser
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| Stands rejectedly by the door
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| Doesn’t Lenny live here anymore?
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| Are you sure?
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| The fat official smiles at the pass on the border
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| And the hungry broom makes sure that the room is in order
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| You pull the shade
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| All the beds are made
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| As your lips caress the razor of the blade
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| Of the blade
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| And the haggard ex-lover of a long-time loser
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| Stands rejectedly by the door
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| Doesn’t Lenny live here anymore?
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| Are you sure?
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| The soul of the sun shines just outsde of the winter
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| The shoulders charged, the boards of the barricade is splintered
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| Now at last alone
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| The flashlight is shown
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| Hello, inside, is there anybody home?
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| Anybody home?
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| It’s the haggard ex-lover of a long-time loser
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| Standing rejectedly by the door
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| Doesn’t Lenny live here anymore?
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| Are you sure?
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| Are you sure?
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| Are you sure? |