Takes His Place

Mary Prankster

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    Says, "Baby, I'm all sorts of sorry."
    Says, "Babe, you know I'm all kinds of sad."
    Says, "Maybe it was fun while it lasted."
    I say, "Baby, I just wish that it had."

    Stands before me and his arms are folded
    Teeth clenched in a too-perfect face
    Turns to leave, an anonymous other
    Steps in line to take his foolish place

    Each lover's conversation
    "I love you" "No, I love you more"
    A perfect imitation
    Of the one who came before

    Every lover tells a different story
    Every story always ends the same
    Every lover spins the same kind of sugar
    Only thing that changes is his name

    Every dream and childhood recollection
    Whispered to me in exactly the same way
    Don't ask me where it hurts, now
    I swear to God I couldn't say

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    That which doesn't kill me strengthens me
    Repeated end-to-endlessly
    If I'm so goddamned strong now
    How come I feel so lonely?

    He says lots of lovely fill-in-the-blank
    He so stresses that he's not like other men
    I sit back, he stands up
    And the cycle circles 'round again

    One follows right behind the other
    Line forms to the right and single-file
    Another break-up, another lover
    I haven't felt this old in a while

    Each loving lie is spoken
    How we mean it at the time
    Identical hearts are broken
    Another goes to the back of the line

    "I love you" "I love you"
    "I love you" "No, I love you more"
    Each sentiment, each resident
    Just the same as the one who came before, yeah

    Tell me again until I feel something
    Tell me again until I feel something
    Tell me again until I feel something
    Tell me again until I feel something, yeah

    'Cause I feel nothing now

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    Composition: Mary Prankster

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