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Those boom times when bust
My feet of clay, they've dried to dust
But it isn't the red we painted,
It's... just... rust
And that signature thing that we used to bring a following
I have trouble now, even remembering

So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it

I knew that to keep in touch would do me deep in dutch
'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering, it's just mush
And that signature thing is only growing harrowing
I should have no trouble now to keep from following

So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it

Those boom times went bust
my feet of clay, they dried to dust
And that what isn't the red we painted
It's... just... rust
That signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now, even remembering

So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it
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Duration00:04:04
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Copyright ©BMG Rights Management
WriterFiona Apple Maggart
Lyrics licensed byLyricFind
AddedOctober 8th, 2005
Last updatedMarch 5th, 2022
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