I feel the tug of war, I fight the fight
But I don't have the patience
Or the stamina to last one night
With color mad candy mouth, you
Your reputation lives in spite of me
Your platitudes and berserk theories
Super real fantasy that infuriating vanishing twin
He has metal bones and a wild eyed stare
I'm thinking feigning interest, badly like a liar
And then he blows me away
And then all I want is a room and you
The urban hillside glinting copper in the morning
A broken spell, alive and well
That's the way the cookie bounces in spite of me
I hate clever sons of bitches
Who can't leave a girl alone to rot in peace
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