Hey, still staring, little girl
Are you looking at or past me?
Worry, simple symptoms won't leave you
This underweight or red in the eyes

No more rules, the ones we make don't last the night
So pick up the pieces
Start again, start over Tuesday morning
Conscience clean

This card, postmarked December 23
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The caption reads 'How does he do it?'
Ms., too bad, he treats me like I'm dead
Nothing works to make this easy

No more lies, the ones we live will work just fine
So pick up the pieces
Start again, start over Tuesday morning
Conscience clean, alone
I hope you figure out what it is you want

Songwriter(s): Thomas Darrell Linton, James Christopher Adkins, Zachary Michel Lind, Richard E Burch
Copyright: Turkey On Rye Music
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