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The smell of your hair

And that smile when you stare

When I touch your skin

Forget all your sins

And I may be crazy

To think thats real

Now love, is a confusing affair

Its a quantum leap on the penrose stairs and you're right

You can't fight the end so pick the fight

You can't fight the end so pick the fight

You can't fight the end so pick the fight

Here we go again

Another break up tune its all doom and gloom

This is the end

My past and future collide I can't comprehend

I write a list of all my favourite pass times

And chuck 'em in the bin looks like I'm in for some downtime

And here we go again

I just need a friend, just need a friend

I just need a friend, just need a friend

The smell of your hair

And that smile when you stare

When I touch your skin

Forget all your sins

And I may be crazy

To think thats real

Now love, is a dangerous place

Somewhere between hades and outer space and you're right

I wear my heart on my sleeve

And my stomachs in my hand

As I remember the dreams and the plans we used to have

And now I'm on a new path

Tattoo over my scars

I wear my heart on my sleeve

And my stomachs in my hand

As I remember the dreams and the plans we used to have

We'll I guess they say

Where there a wall there's a way

Write a list of all your favourite pass times

And chuck 'em in the bin looks like you're in for some down time

Here we go again you can't fight the end

The smell of your hair

And that smile when you stare

When I touch your skin

Forget all your sins

And I may be crazy

To think thats real

Now love, is a confusing affair

Its a quantum leap on the penrose stairs and you're right

You can't fight the end so pick the fight