I left Howse without a fucking clue
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And left New York City, girl, without you
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But the sun does shine in this place some days
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And even when there's clouds, there isn't always rain
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I'll stow away my greys
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In a padlocked case in a padlocked room
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Only to be released when I sing all the songs I wrote about you
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This is the last one I'll do
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Now I'm free in parentheses
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And I'm not sure what I ought to do with it
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It sits in the house, bright eyes and raised hands
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If I ignore its advances then the hand goes down
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I'll stow away my greys
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In a padlocked case and in a padlocked room
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Only to be released
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When I sing all the songs I wrote about you
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Oh, this is the last one I'll do
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I feel better and better and worse and then better
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Than ever, than ever, than ever
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I feel much better, and better, and worse and then better
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Than ever, than ever, than ever, than ever
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I'll stow away my greys
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In a padlocked case and in a padlocked room
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Only to be released
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When I see you walking around with someone new
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This is the last song, this is the last song
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This is the last song I'll write about you
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I Feel Better
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Frightened Rabbit |