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The end result of so many meetings
Late night diners with no one eating
We sit in corners and sip burnt coffee
Count the tiles upon the ceiling
Skip this pretense and cut straight to dying
But don't beg me to keep your eyes from crying

You said so much without ever parting your lips
Past 3am and im still far from sleep
This is a habit that i cant break
And my only company
Is skipping stones

And the street lights flicker like this match in my hand
The street lights flicker like this match in my hand
And the street lights flicker like this match in my hand begging to strike
Beggin to strike

And I keep repeating but this payphone tel is stopped receiving
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Flat out of change now im sure you wont accept the charges
Its all the same cause by the morning ill be half way to Colorado or some place like that

You said so much without ever parting your lips
Past 3am and im still far from sleep
This is a habit that I cant break
And my only company
Is skipping stones down this sub-suburban street

She keeps on asking do you think it hurts much to die
Well its hurting so much more to stay alive now
Shes gonna find out how much it hurts to die

She laced her perfume up with death
Filling in my lungs
So ill pull in the deepest breath
And drop my head