The cars come by your house
It's Friday night again
I miss the morning before it comes to me
She is here
I've given up love
I've given up wanting love
But I can count the ways I wanted you
I can't believe you'd want me too
I play guitar and say your name again
Fiona
Come on over now, I know you're itching to
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Not to say these things fix everything
I'm still a lonely kid
Talking 'bout how we're different
I can still taste your kisses
Never wanna do my dishes
Nothing real's on my wishlist
Seeming like a lonely child
I leave the country feeling wild
And satisfy the moment I arrive
Wanting sex and having kids
And feeling bored with violence
It comes to me and finally I fear it
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Woo
