Thursday, September 17, 2009

This is the clock upon the wall
This is the story of us all
Pictures of you, pictures of me
Hung upon your wall for the world to see
Remind us all of what we used to be
There is a drug that cures it all
Just waiting for the call
I'm high up and dry
Confess to me, every secret moment
Every stolen promise you believed
Confess to me, all that lies between us
All that lies between you and me
There is a title we can't win no matter
How hard we might swing

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