My hair won’t fall out though I’ll (make over it?)
I may forgive but I won’t admit
Though any hope, it was something yet
You would’ve fainted if I was dead
Maybe the song was aligned but the moon was wrong
Stars don’t lie but they do reflect, do neglect sometimes to tell the whole truth, baby
There ain’t no chapters in the mailbox
So don’t go changing with the times
There ain’t no cool aid in your poison anymore
There ain’t no comfort in the bottle for a grape upon a wine
You can’t shove it out
You can’t shove it out
You can’t shove it out
You can’t shove it out
(Even though) And even though we weren’t too young to know
If others loved like us before
We can let it slide and (?)
And I may give up though I won’t concede
But isn’t faith that shakes the truth
If the ancient forces are bored now we must agree now baby
Ooh, there ain’t no chapters in the mailbox
There’s too much sand upon the side
There ain’t no muse in this funhouse anymore
There ain’t no comfort in the bottle for a grape upon a wine
You can’t shove it out
You can’t shove it out
You can’t shove it out
You can’t shove it out
Said you’d go
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