you wonder how the hell you got here
yeah well you left me didn't you
this is day ten day ten count 'em onetwothree fourfivesix seveneightnineten nineten ninethen ten Monday to a Wednesday a week past To a thursday then a friday If he calls, it will be sunday, but he won't I'm not waiting you know not waiting I have written him in my heart a thousand times and I dream of getting lost on the bus lines in the chilterns lost lost lost Shams, i lost him on the buses i didn't mind anything of his non life his non car his non job his non house Shams, you can't make a partnership of one solo acts don't co-create I am not it not it not ninethenten nine then ten oh my god why does it hurt so much
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