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The smell of your hair
And that smile when you stare
When I touch your skin
Forget all your sins
And I may be crazy
To think thats real
Now love, is a confusing affair
Its a quantum leap on the penrose stairs and you're right
You can't fight the end so pick the fight
You can't fight the end so pick the fight
You can't fight the end so pick the fight
Here we go again
Another break up tune its all doom and gloom
This is the end
My past and future collide I can't comprehend
I write a list of all my favourite pass times
And chuck 'em in the bin looks like I'm in for some downtime
And here we go again
I just need a friend, just need a friend
I just need a friend, just need a friend
The smell of your hair
And that smile when you stare
When I touch your skin
Forget all your sins
And I may be crazy
To think thats real
Now love, is a dangerous place
Somewhere between hades and outer space and you're right
I wear my heart on my sleeve
And my stomachs in my hand
As I remember the dreams and the plans we used to have
And now I'm on a new path
Tattoo over my scars
I wear my heart on my sleeve
And my stomachs in my hand
As I remember the dreams and the plans we used to have
We'll I guess they say
Where there a wall there's a way
Write a list of all your favourite pass times
And chuck 'em in the bin looks like you're in for some down time
Here we go again you can't fight the end
The smell of your hair
And that smile when you stare
When I touch your skin
Forget all your sins
And I may be crazy
To think thats real
Now love, is a confusing affair
Its a quantum leap on the penrose stairs and you're right
You can't fight the end so pick the fight