Ill get tired of the heart attacks
Every time it rings
Ill put myself on the waiting list
And get it all cleared up
Youre the one with the attitude
Dont try and make me out
To be the root of the evil in
The whole rotten affair
Lie back and suffer now
Weve both earned our reward
Buried deep in the telegram
Im sure I never got
Was any clue of the whereabouts
Of all the things Id lost
Just because you were right before
Doesnt mean youre right
To make up now would just vindicate
Every doubt I had
Its not as simple as
How much you think you care
You would never know
When to take the hint
Broken glass aside
My feelings stay the same
Covered head to toe
In blood and fear and spite
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