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She was a ventriloquist
I said I'd been a centralist
For, oh, about as long as I've known you

Her ring marks on the steering wheel
And everything was done in teal
At our last few funerals

Her father left a couple bucks
The kitchen counter in a box
With a lock of her hair

Videotapes of jumping jacks
The old space mountain, mickey mouse
But everything was there

Three-fifths of attraction is thinking you're alone
Most of what I like about her is how she looks when she's sleeping
Half the fun of psychics is knowing they are wrong
Do you think he got abducted? I haven't seen him 'round for weeks and weeks

And bought a new dishwasher cause the one we had was leaks and leaks

Forward mail to new address
My made monster made a mess
One guy I knew died

Rows and rows of clothing racks
Orange stains of cheesy snacks
Looks like a good place to hide

Escape this town
I saw it in a movie I was moved
When there's nothing around
Take an unfamiliar avenue

I know, I know
The land is far too dry this time of year
To plant a row
Of sun-soaked flowers by their jungle gym

Looking in the mirror is a type of meditation
Hearing distant church bells is how I know when to eat
Letting myself worry when there's not a real good reason
Having a better sense of time and knowing when there's days and days

And trying to talk different because no one hears a word I say

I wanna hold your hand
I wanna listen to your old band
I wanna be your man
Again and again and again and again and again