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    I need someone, a person to talk to
    Someone who'd care to love
    Could it be you? Could it be you?

    Situation gets rough then I start to panic
    It's not enough it's just a habit
    Hey, kid, you're sick? Well, darling this is it

    You can all just kiss off into the air
    Behind my back I can see them stare
    They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
    They'll hurt me bad they do it all the time
    Yeah, yeah, they do it all the time

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    I hope you know this will go down
    On your permanent record
    Oh, yeah? Well don't get so distressed
    Did I happen to mention that I'm impressed?

    I'll take one, one, one 'cause you left me and
    Two, two, two for my family and
    Three, three, three for my heartache and
    Four, four four for my headaches and
    Five, five, five for my lonely and
    Six, six, six for my sorrow and
    Seven, seven for no tomorrow and
    Eight, eight I forget what eight was for and
    Nine, nine, nine for a lost god and
    Ten, ten, ten, ten for everything

    Everything everything everything

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    Composition: Gordon Gano

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