Blackout Problems
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Darling
Wear your best dress in the morning
And I switch the lights off
Like the gentleman I've always been
I ask your pain just to go away
Oh darling
There's nothing left I could believe in
No, no, my darling
I know forgetting ain't easy
When remembering just hurts
I gotta get out of the hole I'm in
Who would have thought I'll find my peace again
Oh, Brooklyn's cured my broken heart
'Cause I treat this city like a pharmacy
And take whatever is good for me
Oh, Brooklyn's cured my broken heart
For you it's six days in a city
For me the key to a whole new part
This is where I'm beginning
To let the past be the past for now
Strolling through dark avenues
I finally get what I got to do
I discover a friend that I've missed in you
And it is easy as fuck to get why you're here now
It it easy as fuck to get why you're here now
And I get, I get, I get what I've got to do
To get her out of my system
I, I, i; I need to get her out of my system
I gotta get out of the hole I'm in
Who would have thought I'll find my peace again
Oh, Brooklyn's cured my broken heart
'Cause I treat this city like a pharmacy
And take whatever is good for me
Oh, Brooklyn's cured my broken heart
I gotta get out of the hole I'm in
Who would have thought I'll find my peace again
Oh, Brooklyn's cured my broken heart
'Cause I treat this city like a pharmacy
And take whatever is good for me
Oh, Brooklyn's cured my broken heart