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And darling I'm lost.
I heard you whispering
That night in fountain square.
The trashed filled streets made me wish we were heading home.
There was love inside the basement
Where that woman used to lie
In a sleeping bag we shared upon
The floor almost every night.
Oh, darling I'm drunk,
And everything that I had loved has turned to stone.
So pack your bags and come back home.
And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I'll be hanging from a rope.
I heard you whispering
That night in fountain square.
The trashed filled streets made me wish we were heading home.
There was love inside the basement
Where that woman used to lie
In a sleeping bag we shared upon
The floor almost every night.
Oh, darling I'm drunk,
And everything that I had loved has turned to stone.
So pack your bags and come back home.
And I'm wasted.
You can taste it.
Don't look at me that way,
'Cause I'll be hanging from a rope.
I'll be hanging from a rope.
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