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    I swear I dreamed you up last week
    And when I found your image tweaked
    I said, "Can't we just get along?"

    An undone song tags along
    Shoed in Keds, flees your head
    Incomplete half-formed feet
    Leaves your lips, leather nips

    I swear I found you at my fingertips
    Thinking this was something that shouldn't be wrong

    Smiling strong, front tooth gone
    Crooked grill, window sill
    Holds a plant, baskets can't
    Deemed unpure, fishing lure

    I swear I thought we met before
    I heard a ring you knocked my door
    And now I know which way to go, dear

    I swear we kissed at parties past
    You winked at me, I pinched your ass
    And now I know which class you are, dear

    I think I dreamed my bedroom clean
    But when I woke, the trash had teamed
    I thought can't we just get along?

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    Run the seams, smile-sent beams
    Light the way, trust no ray
    Pay for paved, play it saved
    Films get clipped, waiters tipped

    I think I found you using q-tips
    Thinking this was something that shouldn't be wrong

    Fingers ring, words slurring
    Real life twice, gambler's dice
    Motor bikes, poor man's dyke
    Anti-leak, parrot's beak

    I think I sinked three ships last week
    I burnt a bridge and climbed a peak
    And now I know, how not to make friends

    I think I called your girlfriend fat and stole a song from Ratatat
    And now I know what lawsuits feel like

    Ain't nothing but a little bite of sugar
    Can make these words go down
    Ain't nothing but a little bite of sugar
    Will make it sweet to taste this frown

    I feel I dream I screwed the team
    But when I woke, my cleats were clean
    I thought, I did it just for the song

    Clothes breed rips, babes from hips
    Blamed too much, bought for touch
    Bear-like back, sweaters lack
    Threadbare kiss, part-time bliss

    I feel the kiss was the right dismiss
    But there's always nothing you read straight wrong

    All done song, tags along
    Not questioned, tests done run
    Chorus tossed, lyrics lost
    Comprehend at the end

    I feel I've been a naughty friend
    I robbed your coat and stole your pen
    And now I know what karma writes like

    I feel the sand beneath my toes
    The hours pass, the tension grows
    And now I know why day trips take long

    Ain't nothing but a little bite of sugar
    Can make these words go down
    Ain't nothing but a little bite of sugar
    Will make it sweet to taste this frown

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