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A Murder Of Crows
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Stranger Than Fiction
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Burned out, still glowing
But I’m not worth knowing
Some sickened story that follows you
Becoming untrue
Where bright tomorrows
Give you comfort in sorrow
Go around taking back mistakes
Just to remake them
Now you wanna show me how
You hate the sight of me, oh, why?
You know I’m not your lover now
And I will never be, that’s why
Now you wanna show me how
You hate the sight of me, oh, why?
You know I’m not your lover now
And I will never be
When I hear your footsteps
My lips slip, my feet trip
Washed out small talk, that’s all I can do
To interact with you
‘Cause no word of kindness
Puts the whole thing behind us
Do you think the time would stop for me and you?
Do you think i could make it?
Now you wanna show me how
You hate the sight of me, oh, why?
You know I’m not your lover now
And I will never be, that’s why
Why you wanna show me how
You hate the sight of me, oh, why?
You know I’m not your lover now
And I will never be
Got rid of me
Got rid of me
Got rid of me
Burned Out, Still Glowing was written by Elliott Smith.