I Don't Believe In Ghosts
And I Don't Believe In Coincidence
But An Ex-girlfriend Is Lying In The Middle Of The Road
Drunk, Call Up To Me, Singing
'Love Is A Metronome'
And I Will Always Think Of You
Ain't That A Kind Of Childhood
Where You Cry In The Shower,
And Forget To Take Off The Socks
We Wore On The Road Yet
You're Still Making Me Out On The Carpet
Feeding Me Lines That Are Enough For The Both Of Us
With The Paint Between Your Legs
Asking Me To Brace The Sides
As It Hastens The Fall
And I Repeat, Once More
'I'm Crazy About You, Baby'
What Ever That Could Mean
I Don't Believe In Ghosts
And I Don't Believe In Coincidence
But An Ex-girlfriend Found Me Lying In The Middle Of The Road
CK
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