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...Sit in the chair and be good now...

...She's been everybody else's girl; maybe one day she'll be her own...


Trying desperately to re-assign:
I take it back;
I've changed my mind.

No no no why can't I scrape you out of my head?

In order to live I had to reclaim
the space in my heart-
your shape in my brain...

And I still can't scrape you out of my head...

Tapes and things you gave to me
Tori and Sarah and a crappy ring
I don't want to trash music just to set me free

But I've gotta scrape you out of my head

I'll cauterize where you set up shop
Let minutia move in there
(There's always room for JELL-O)
And maybe the Hell will finally stop...

I deserve something better than your voice in my head...


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