Leona

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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