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What I Want Is Not To Want What Isn't Mine

Years Go By Will I Still Be Waiting For Somebody Else To Understand Years Go By If I'm Stripped Of My Beauty And The Orange Clouds Raining In Head Years Go By Will I Choke On My Tears Till Finally There Is Nothing Left One More Casualty You Know We're Too Easy Easy Easy

I'm Too Young For A Man, But I'm Too Old For A Boy. So, Can't We Just Pretend, That I'm Older Than I Really Am, But Then, Only Little Girls Pretend.

You Don't Have To Justify Everything. Being Pissed Off Is Just Absolutely Okay.

When I Was Little, My Mom Tells Me, I Used To Say Things Like, 'mom Do You Hear The String Section? Do You Hear The String Section?' And She Would Look At Me And Say, 'no Honey, I Don't Know What You're Talking About.'