She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars
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She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars
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She's not at work, she's not at school
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She's not in bed, I think I finally broke her
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I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs
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I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me
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She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars
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I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead
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A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens
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I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me
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She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars
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I thought you'd be there holding daisies, you always wait for me
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She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars
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Stars
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