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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marianne Beaulieu
Marianne Beaulieu
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marianne Beaulieu
Marianne Beaulieu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Connor Seidel
Connor Seidel
Producer

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Oh Dear,
If I'm being frank now
For 20 years I,
Didn't get how
Four hands
Could fill an empty house
Don't you think that
You'd get bored of
My brain
And how I leave the fan on
Or when I think for too long
Then it'll come out all wrong
My ways
They were cute right?
Well they're just fine now
Soon they'll be all bad
But my head is running out of space
But I'll save all the times you said my name
You know I've waited for so long
Hoping to mean the pretty words of my own songs
And all my fears just got replaced
Now that I got something to lose, what if I break?
I swear
I couldn't stand the
Stolen glances
Or park benches
I'd dread
The No go ahead mam
Take the chair I
Don't need an extra
They'd ask
Oh really but why?
I'd sit there and laugh
Just help a girl out
They'd stare
And wonder how come
I've been on my own
I wish I had known
That my head is running out of space
But I'll save all the times you said my name
You know I've waited for so long
Hoping to mean the pretty words of my own songs
And all my fears just got replaced
Now that I got something to lose, what if I break?
So will you stay?
Or will we change
Oh Dear I'll pray
That we remain
Written by: Marianne Beaulieu
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