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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Why don t we stop fooling ourselves?
The game is over, over, over
No good times,
no bad times
There s no times at all
Just The New York Times
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Sitting on the windowsill
Near the flowers
[Verse 2]
We might as well be apart
It hardly matters
We sleep separately
And drop a smile passing in the hall
But there s no laughs left
Cause we laughed them all
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And we laughed them all
In a very short time
[Bridge]
Time
Is tapping on my forehead
Hanging from my mirror
Rattling the teacups
And I wonder
[Verse 3]
How long can I delay?
We re just a habit
Like saccharin
And I m habitually feelin kinda blue
But each time I try on the thought of leaving you
I stop...
Stop and think it over