I pitter patter like a cat on the bedroom floor
No time to kill until you slam the door
It doesn't matter who surrenders our little war
'Cause there's no winning in this anymore
Though we could sit around just spending the days [bad word] to know that this is more than a phase
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I DID THIS DARLING
YOU DID THAT TO ME
IT'S CERTAIN DEMISE OF LOVE
WITH MY FIST CLOSED
I DID FIGHT FOR YOU
BUT YOU CAN'T STOP
THE CERTAIN DEMISE OF LOVE

The thought occurred to me maybe once or twice
That I was using you just like a vice
And if you understood the mess that we've been in
Then sweetie you could just be my friend
Though we could sit around just changing our ways [bad word] to know that this is more that a phase
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