Sunday, March 25, 2012

another suitcase in another hall

I don't expect my love affairs to last for long
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it, wouldn't you?


So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?


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