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Three

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*where's the bulldog?*

I feel like a sidewalk split
From the constant flip
In the weight of it all.
Where the passers by
Don't step on the cracks,
But they stomp on me
And leave their tracks.
Oh, I'm a butterfly
In a burning field,
I'm a splattered moth
On a window shield.
Well I swallowed my pride
And I did what you said,
I forgot my bass player
Was under the bed, baby.

(chorus)
Still I know,
There's no heaven,
I'm often waiting for something so sure.
Body goes right into shock, baby,
I knew I'd lost some room to grow in
My curfew was at nine o'clock,
Curew was at nine o'clock,
That was hours ago.

Well, you wanna be safe,
And I wanna be free.
You'd like just to lie down,
And I'd just like to leave.
I said I'd like to leave.
I'm gonna leave you.
So put away those candles
That you got out for tonight,
'Cause there's nothing worse than candles
When you're hiding from the light.

(chorus)

I was your nothing number one,
But you layed me down like a road for you run.
But every road must have an end
And you knew I would break,
You knew I'd break before I'd bend.

(chorus)

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