Soon enough you're out of luck and out of love,
Left them to take care of yourself,
We could be worse, but we're never at our best,
They don't really know when to let you rest,
They don't really know how to hold your face-
Maybe these streets are holding you down,
A little bit wiser here, they all know you can both be insane,
Maybe it's time you change your name again,
Because you start seeing yourself painting a room with him,
And it's never been a good sign,
When you start picturing
Oh when you start picturing
August on the deck
Your hands on my back
And mine on your neck,
Out of control again
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