Washing Machine

she walked through the park in the dark
 her best friend was her own heart beat
 with every little step she'd take
 she'd get one step closer to leaving
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 sitting in her kitchen at night
 she listened to the washing machine
 just wishing that she could leave
 but there were so many loads to clean
 she could hear it in her head sometimes
 like the change that she was saving in a jar
 and the chains on the front porch swing
 were creaking like steps in the dark
 one day soon this is all gonna end
 one day soon maybe it'll all begin
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 He'd tell it to her all the time
 he was the best thing she'd ever see
 oh he was stomping up and down the hall
 but she could still hear the washing machine
 she could hear it in her head sometimes
 like the change that she was saving in a jar
 and the chains on the front porch swing
 were creaking like steps in the dark
 one day soon this is all gonna end
 one day soon maybe it'll all begin
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 what a fine mess
 pretty fine indeed
 but it's just too much for me
 for me and my washing machine