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now i breathe flames each time i talk, my cannons all firin' at your yacht

i'm doing good, i'm on some new shit, been saying yes instead of no

they say ‘move on’ but you know i won't

and in a feud with her neighbour, she stole his dog and dyed it key lime green'

filled the pool with champagne and swam with the big names and blew through the money on the boys and the ballet and losing on card game bets with dalí

you made her like that, and you'll poke that bear 'til her claws come out

my best laid plan, your sleight of hand

i'm a mirrorball

and when i felt like i was an old cardigan, under someone's bed, you put me on and said i was your favorite

time, mystical time, cutting me open, then healing me fine

you didn't even hear me out, you never gave a warning sign

the doctor had told him to settle down, it must have been her fault his heart gave out

i had a marvelous time ruining everything

bad was the blood of the song in the cab on your first trip to la. you ate at my favorite spot for dinner

your integrity makes me seem small, you paint dreamscapes on the wall

i thought i saw you at the bus stop, i didn't though

don't want no other shade of blue but you, no other sadness in the world would do

bold was the waitress on our three-year trip, getting lunch down by the lakes. she said i looked like an american singer

i can see you standing, honey, with his arms around your body, laughin', but the joke's not funny at all

make sure nobody sees you leave, hood over your head, keep your eyes down