Nhạc sĩ: Steven Page, Craig Northey
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We thought that you knew
But two become one just for fun
They rehearse till the worst of each person
Becomes someone new
And that's you
You've been out of shape
I know that you're down on this town
But I understand where you land
Often can't enter what you've escaped
And it crates
Leave her alone
She's doing just fine
At least she's at home
At least she's alive
Our baby has grown
Leave her alone
From hell to hell
You went to Paris
But Paris was shitty
And subsequent cities were shitty as well
Too tall
Where do you go?
No job in your field
Faces seemed like a luggage upstairs
Porsche wheelchairs through * fairs
And car shows
Yes, it glows
Leave her alone
She's doing just fine
At least she's at home
At least she's alive
She'll learn how to drive
She'll get off the couch
And maybe in time
She'll open her mouth
She'll look in her eyes
And let us inside
Leave her alone
Leave her alone
When I was at sea
Across the equator
And later rephrasing
The hazing amazed at how cruel men could be
I saw they were no different than me
An oasis of boredom
In a desert of pain
All the places you once dreamed of
Only dreams remain
In London
Not Paris, no Rome
But it's home
In London
But it's home
She's never gonna leave again
I'll leave her alone
She's doing just fine
She's living at home
She's losing her mind
She's learning to drive
She's riding the couch
And from time to time
She'll open her mouth
And once in a while
She'll look in her eyes
And let us inside
And maybe in time
That's when Marty and me
I can see my defeat
going out in the wild
It was a mistake
I came home to stay
I'd rather be safe
The rest of my days
With people I'd hate
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