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Here' s the day you hoped will never come
Don' t feed me violence
With me through rows of speeding cars
The paper cuts,
The cheating lovers
The coffe' s is never strong enough
I know you think its just bad luck.
There, there Baby
It' s just textbook stuff
Is in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling
Oh don' t kill yourself
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you yeah.
Sleeping pills, no sleeping dogs lie
Never far enough away
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt
I' ve watched you slowly winding down for years
You can' t keep on like this
Now' s a bad a time as any.
It' s just textbook stuff
Is in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling
Oh don' t lose your head
'Cause none of use were angels
And you know I love you, yeah .
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