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The Airborne Toxic Event » Papillon
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	All dressed up, no place to run No car, no girl, no pills, no fun Nothing to do in this empty room I gotta get my head together soon Alone again, no plans, no friends You come around at half past ten You say "How are you holding up my friend? Are you sitting around getting drunk again?" And I hear the desperation of those lines Wasted hours, others wasted time Uh, yeah, I been just fine! Then we're out the door in an hour more We stumble down from the second floor And we're swaying, braying We don't know what we're saying And you grab my shirt, your way so curt I swear to God that this doesn't hurt When you stare like that, you put on that act You say something and then you take it back And I feel as though I've done something wrong Oh, how I miss you when you're gone And I wish I had the guts to scream You know, things aren't always what they seem When you walk away, I want to stay Don't leave me here to pace and pray All these nights I burnt, hours I turned You think that by now I'd learnt That you're only what you pretend to be I guess that was just lost on me I can't stand the way you look at me In that dress Oh, happy, alright I might be, I guess If I wasn't such a mess I'm such a mess I'm such a mess I'm such a mess I'm such a mess
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