I wish I saved up for rainy days
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Cause they're the hardest to be dry
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I got no self control
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I'm always begging into telephones
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I bought a little from my brother's friend,
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Well, just to get me by
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I don't trust his cut
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The effect is never as high as the mark-up
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I think I'll print it in the personals that I'm looking for a match
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Someone to light me up,
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Someone to burn the proof of the things that I've done
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Each day there are hours I skip like a stone
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I just crawl in a bag
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I'm gonna live my life like somebody's shadow
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I know I'm lazy with the little things,
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I mean I never held a door
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But I still loved you more than anyone since or before
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You are always saying that I owe you one,
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Well, let's consolidate this debt
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Get on a payment plan, I'll pay you compliments,
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You can still treat me bad
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But now it's easy, getting easier,
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To leave you and this town behind
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I'll do some traveling
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Once I'm gone tell all our friends you got even
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I'm held like an object and then set aside
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And I'm back on the shelf, I'm locked in the drawer
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I'm mint in the box, but you would still sell me for cost,
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Wouldn't you?
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I'll be anything...
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The cord of a parachute...
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The blanket on top of you...
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The window you are looking through...
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The cord of a parachute
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Spent On Rainy Days
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| Bright Eyes |
