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Stuck out in the countryside Sat there in a waiting room My life ain't a fairy tale Well I hate to describe it to you I live in the sailing lights I live in the morning after I sit and destroy myself To get away from you And you think you know me But you don't know me I gotta tear myself from you And you think you know me But you don't know me I gotta tear myself from you You call me a parasite You call me boring and lazy I know I'm a laughingstock They don't need reasons to hate me But my love is a crooked thing My love is a dark interior Don't try to explain it, oh It's on a lane for you And you think you know me But you don't know me I gotta tear myself from you And you think you know me But you don't know me I gotta tear myself from you And you think you know me But you don't know me I gotta tear myself from you And you think you know me But you don't know me I gotta tear myself from you Tear myself from you
Writer(s): Brett Anderson, Richard Oakes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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