You were the mother of three girls so sweet
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Who stormed through your turnstile
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And climbed to the street
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But after conception your body lay cold
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And withered through autumn and you found yourself old
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Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
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He took a lover on a faraway beach
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While you arrange flowers and chose color schemes
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Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
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Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
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The girls were all there
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They traded their vows
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The youngest one glared with furrowed brows
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They tenderly kissed then cut the cake
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The bride then tripped and broke the vase
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The one you thought would spend the years
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So perfectly paced below the mirror
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Arriving late, you clean the debris
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And walked into the angry scene
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It felt just like falling in love again [x2]
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Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
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Can you tell me why you have been so...
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Death Of An Interior Decorator
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Death Cab For Cutie |