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Tonight you stooped to my level
I am your mangy little whore
Now you're trying to find your underwear
And then your t the door
And you're trying to find a reason
Why you have to leave
But i know it's 'cuz you think you're adam
And you think i'm eve
You rhapsodize about beauty
And my eyes glaze
Everything i love is ugly
I mean really, you would be amazed
Just do me a favor
It's the least that you can do
Just don't treat me like i am
Something that happened to you
I am, I am, I am
truly sorry about all this
You put a tiny pin prick
In my big red balloon
And as i slowly start to exhale
That's when you leave the room
I did not design this game
I did not name the stakes
I just happen to like apples
And i am not afraid of snakes
I am, I am, I am
truly sorry about all this
I envy you your ignorance
I hear that it's bliss, bliss, bliss
So i let go the ratio
Of things said to things heard
As i leave you to your garden
And the beauty you preferred
And i wonder what of this
Will have meaning for you
When you've left it all behind
I guess i'll even wonder
If you meant it
At the time
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