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Dead Land

Baby, I’m all alone

I been waiting for you to come on home

Or even just pick up the phone

 

Lately, you’ve been cruel

Cold shoulder

What’d I do?

I’m crazy

What can I say?

I’ve done all I can

To get my way

 

Hold on

I’ll let you be my man

But only now you’re gone

I want to hold your hand

 

Instead I’m walking through the dead lands

And I remember how much you love plants

And to dance all funny

You made me smile

Wish you’d stayed a while

To see

You’re the only one for me

 

Now I’m crying

Crying in the quiet

You left me behind

Wish you were mine

 

Or that I could rewind time

 

I’ve been thrown down so many times

This is a clock

That won’t unwind

We can’t stop

I see what I want to

Even if it’s dark

You’re my better half

You make me laugh

 

And I’ve been waiting for someone to treat me kind

You come along

And you blow my mind

 

Shrapnel in our eyes

In our hearts

In our minds

Tearing us apart

 

Blood on the floor

Where we used to lie

Favourite high

I want more

Before I die

 

You promised forever

How stupid am I?

You let go, I know why

Still it comes as

A

Surprise

 

Didn’t I make you laugh?

Didn’t I make you smile?

Wasn’t I the one to make life worthwhile?

Weren’t we us, set apart from the crowd?

It was always too loud

 

You knew my mind like the back of your hand

And your soul

I could understand

We laughed

We cried

We loved

Then we tired

Like flame

To ashes

And ashes to dust

We’re covered in rust,

Time is never on our side