Hell is round the corner
Song of the day;;
Well, the mourning is complete
And there was tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat
Several hours or several weeks
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak
It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone, they'll tell you that
It's these times that it tends
To start to break in half, to start to fall apart
Oh, hold onto your heart
Do me a favour and break my nose
Do me a favour and tell me to go away
Do me a favour and stop asking questions
She walked away while her shoes were untied
And the eyes were all red, you could see that we'd cried
And I atched and I waited 'till she was inside
Forcing a smile and waving goodbye
Curiousity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold
Curiousity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold
And do me a favour and ask if you need some help
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself
And to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off might be too kind
Perhaps fuck off might be too kind
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