I was your sailor; your demon; your lover; your overbearing
Best friend hoping for some attention
I saw through your automatic heartache, now I know
That love is as love was; it’s downhill from here
Should I run a million miles away from every memory of you?
Let that be a lesson to me
Think not with my heart but with my head.
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I, did I?
I was your mattress, your armchair, your TV, your everlasting
Talk show host, mouthing “baby, you’re wonderful”
I fell under your control, switch on switch off, robotic
And I lost every ounce of myself
Should I run a million miles away from every memory of you?
Let that be a lesson to me
Think not with my heart but with my head.
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I?
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I, did I?
I was your sailor; your demon; your lover; your overbearing
Best friend hoping for some attention

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