So I’m running to you, you’re on the way back from down the fabulous premiere
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The Shebelle, just old black clothes
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Newly colored fake black hair
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You look me over like maybe I might be okay every now and then
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Man you tell me bout that groovy down town
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I just did your fame and its new best friend
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He’s getting 10 signed originals, none writing your environmental fund
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I used to fall for it all
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Now I’m gone gone gone
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You’ve got a book tour, and there’s a bidding war for your latest screenplay rights
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Your subs are here and the leaf work’s gonna land you a feature in the Times
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You throw out the book you’re reading
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Something about empathy
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You say your heart is all so very open
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Now we can love so completely
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And your kids the most multi-dimensional child his teachers ever known
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I used to fall for it all
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Now I’m gone gone gone
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Of course your knowledge is perfection
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But you miss bound on the side
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Cause you’re entitled to some extracurricular fun at night
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Your love, it punctuates his words with his fists on the walls beside your head
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He needs to express his feelings, that’s what you said he said
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And you believed that
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You used to run pretty good con with young terrible types than me
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I watched you lie to everyone but you’d never lie to me
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Cause I knew I was all the things you said, more special than anyone
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Until someone more useful to me came along and you and I were done
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And now you’re on the prowl for something new, naive, sweet and dumb
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I used to fall for it all
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Now I’m gone gone gone
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Gone Gone Gone
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| Lucy Kaplansky |
