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Another song of woe 
Woe sounds like this  
 
You say nothing's changed, where were you when my world  
Was spinning into masquerade 
You claim it's just a question of mathematics 
I shut the door on your amateur dramatics  
 
Then you think too much 
And you talk too much, vicariously 
Yeah you think too much 
And you talk too much 
Every word is substance free  
 
You're the dirt on my collar 
You're the hole in my favourite shoe 
You're the last dying breath of love 
You're the weight that I need to lose  
 
And you hurt yourself  
 
You say I'm deranged, I'll admit to being strange 
But I just can't stop loving you 
If the light in your eyes 
Addiction came as a surprise 
Didn't think I'd be so into you  
 
Then you think too much 
And you talk too much, so carelessly 
Yeah you think too much 
And you talk too much 
Every word is substance free  
 
You're the dirt on my collar 
You're the hole in my favourite shoe 
You're the last dying breath of love 
You're the weight that I need to lose  
 
You're the dirt on my collar 
You're the hole in my favourite shoe 
You're the last, the last dying breath of love 
You're the weight that I need to lose  
 
You're the dirt on my collar 
You're the hole in my favourite shoe 
You're the last dying breath of love 
You're the weight that I need to lose