Hey I know there s more to this
But I bought you a newspaper every sunday
At the end just a huge pile of yellowed sunday telegraphs on the windowpane

We sang three blind mice together:
"three blind micethree blind mice
Who went in across the farmer s house"

You know welljust never tell
If someone s got a secret hell

Now youyou should be breakin me
Sometimes I lose my headI don t know nothing
Youyou should be breaking me
Instead you let me hide behind your back

What goes aroundwill come back down
Can someone get it out of town

I m in this statekinda late
But tell medon t it look just great?
Youyou should be haunting me
Some drift get twisted before I even touch em
You should be scaring me
But don t I only scare myself?
So don t I only scare myselfso don t I only scare myself?
So don t I only scare myselfso don t I only scare myself?
So don t I only scare myself?

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