i'd like to say i suffer from a broken heart

somebody ripped it all apart

truth is i never used it from the start

it's hard to find love when i'm living in my room

with nothing but fugazi tunes

and all these magazine clippings of you



last time i said it was the last time

last year i said it was the last year

feeling sorry for myself without a valentine

except for all your movies and this case of beer



i'm sorry that

nobody can

complete me like you

rachel leigh i know

she's all that and now

i'm lonely you're my

pussycat come home

sweet josie




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