Through it's hard to admit it's true
I've come to depend on you
You and your angelic shout lord enough for you
*** And that is why I'll confide in you the truth this time
That is why I just can't go on and live this lie
Yesterday all was right as rain But now the forecast's not
It's partly cloudy with trouset stains
And his copy of engairing minds
But that never meant that much to her
She chose to keep her nose too clean
She'd rather keep it pointed anyway in the spine of a magazine
***
And when you say I trust in you I promise you the truth
And when you say I bet you won't You know I will
And it'll be better in the end
(g.solo)
So when you think you've got it firured out
Then you know you don't
Like all the rest you'd like to sit and pout
But of course you won't
***
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