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Quietly, and gracefully
You move around the weight of the evidence
Forever side stepping your own shadow and knowing
Only what you wanna know
What you wanna know
What you wanna know

Says Drama Queen, "we're leaving,"
Say your goodbyes for the hundred-millionth time
This house is pushing us out
It's just turning heads now

Sweet thing
With hopes like that
You're gonna need help

Sweet thing
With hopes like that
You're gonna need help avoiding the facts
Ooh ooh...
Ooh ooh...

One of these days
One of these days
I'll find myself talking to ghosts
There's no such thing as a stupid question
But I'll watch her making so much noise
That she thinks that she can win them over, win them over...

I watch her making so much noise
That she thinks that she can win them over, win them over
But I have a compass
I watch the sundial
And I defy gravity just to get myself
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