Monday, January 16, 2012

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This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I lost all my friend here
This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I broke my heart here
This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I lost my life here

I guess it comes with my age
I've spent my entire life here
Eating at the local diner
At two thirty in the morning
Drowning myself in coffee
To forget all my problems
Only to remember them
For the next five hours laying in bed
I can't sleep
I wonder why

This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I lost all my friend here
This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I broke my heart here
This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I lost my life here
I guess it comes with a sad face

You might remember that one time
That we sat at the water front
For six fucking hours
That's the last time we had a real talk
I mentioned how you were fucked either way
Then we laughed about it

This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I lost all my friend here
This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I broke my heart here
This is where good things go to die
And I remember when I lost my life here
I guess it comes with this place

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