Applying moisturizer in the microwave window
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For the tenth time, he should've called me an hour ago
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Would he be here with flowers if I lived in Arizona?
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They say there's no love left in the big cities, it's kinda true
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I guess you'll find me coming soon to a small town near you
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I'll sell my guitar so I can by myself a tractor
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Fuck this, this can't be my life
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I moisturized ten times tonight
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Why can't I sit down and write,
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Bring this question to light?
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[CHORUS:]
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Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
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One hand or the other, the butter or the bread knife?
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Do you choose winter or spring, summer or fall?
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It's driving me crazy that I can't have it all
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If these walls could talk, they'd probably cry out for mercy
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'til I'm outlined in chalk, I'll be romantically thirsty
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So I drink and drink from the proverbial time sink
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Fuck this, this can't be my life
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Tears flowing in full force tonight
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Why can't I sit down and write,
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Bring this question to light?
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[CHORUS]
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Do we hold the future, or does it come in peace?
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And if it's in my hands, are you sure it should be in brittle hands like these?
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Life, love, and the pursuit of all the things they promised me
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Can I have all of the above? Are the best things in life truly free?
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[CHORUS]
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Can't Have It All
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| Jay Brannan |
