Sitting in your room,
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Drinking your perfume,
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Wondering which day of the week
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I'll die on now,
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I'm lying on your bed,
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Unscrewing your head,
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Trying to figure out
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What's wrong, inside,
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So you don't hate yourself tonight, yeah
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So now you fall asleep,
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Inside a tambourine,
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Next to broken headphones
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& your high school yearbook
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I wrote on the final page,
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Wish I could've stayed around
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to watch the last band play, hey hey hey,
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I heard they just broke up yesterday..
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[Chorus:]
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Frequenting the local black & red,
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& how that band played
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you really had to stare,
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you'd hardly be aware
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that you were blinking,
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you'd hardly be aware
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that you were blinking yeah....
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The Local Black And Red
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| Phantom Planet |
