9.2.09

it's not me

Ive been searching this town
And all I have found
Are nights of bad sex
With stupid boyfriends I shouldn't have kept
In a stupid flat I never swept

So taxi take me away
The sullen students and corner cafes

All the rain on the day that you died
I've never seen the reservoir so high
I guess this is as close as it gets to goodbye

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