The joke's gotten old and boring,
like an overplayed song
I am left out in the cold and wondering,
where did it all go wrong?
It used to be real funny but maybe I lost my touch
Or maybe we are getting older
I'm running out of choices,
Cause beggars can't be choosers
So i am left begging for affection
While you are craving for more attention
It used to be real funny but maybe I lost my touch
Or maybe we are getting older
I'm running out of choices,
Cause beggars can't be choosers
So i am left begging for affection
While you are craving for more attention
It begins when all the pieces come together and fade away
On a path that's going nowhere,
It's now or never it will end

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