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Back with the magic, "overly dramatic" heart-sale that you'd expect.
Figured guilt must be finite and soon I'll have none left.
Loosing the signal, loose like connections and lost in the studio
The hardest part is letting go
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)
Streets stay haunted, memories projected, we overcrowd the capital.
We are all ex-lovers together and this is The Swell.
And we can share spit and a sense of shame like they're the only 2 truths we know.
The hardest part is letting go
(And I guess I've got some skills, got our poster on her wall so every boy that she brings back will see my best side.
but you can't use pins in rented rooms, that poster's gonna fall)
The hardest part is letting go.
No, no, the hardest part is saying no.
And we can share spit and a sense of shame like they're the only 2 truths we know.
The hardest part is letting go.
No, no, the hardest part is saying no.
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)
so goodluck to us (yeh goodluck with that)
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Walked out on the reeperbahn, as sober as photographs.
Got caught in a mexican wave, could probably be here for days
Sent long sighs over time zones to home towns lost
Said I'm feeling the distance, asleep in the restaurant
and colder than that, bought yr ex-lover back
Somewhere there's a party that yr not invited to.
I don't know when, but I'll get there soon
So lets not kid ourselves into romance.
We knew this would end without fireworks or futures
Just schedules refuted and forced into fact
and it's lights out where you're at
(It sounds just like running away)
Well I've tried to explain
(Get so scared you stumble and fade)
If that makes it easier to take
(Just wake up and walk out)
And I'm not coming back, I probably should have mentioned that.
Somewhere there's party that yr not invited to.
I don't know when but I'll get there soon.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
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Hit
02:13
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Monday's no fun, Tuesday's the same
Wednesday I go out, at least somethinggg
Thursdays's the day after Wednesday
Friday I go out, at least somethinggggg
Hit! Calling this a hit, I deserve a
Hit! Calling this a hit, I deserve it!
Monday's no fun, Tuesday's a waste
Wednesday I go out, (yeh?) Oh, nothingggg
Thursdays the day I deserve it
Friday I go out, at least somethiiiinnnnnggggg
Hit! Calling this a hit, I deserve a
Hit! Calling this a hit, I deserve a
Hit! Calling this a hit, I deserve a
Hit! Calling this a hit, yeh I deserve it!
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