And I know it kills to be a number
And I know it's hard to blur the mirror
And a lonely heart tugs on the shoulder
When there's so much pop I'll never hear
Too young to drive or pay the grocer
But you still know somethin' that I don't
Dial a number with my eyelids shut
God knows I try and fuck it up
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