Leona

The cars come by your house
 It's Friday night again
 I miss the morning before it comes to me
 She is here
 I've given up love
 I've given up wanting love
 But I can count the ways I wanted you
 I can't believe you'd want me too
 I play guitar and say your name again
 Fiona
 Come on over now, I know you're itching to
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 Not to say these things fix everything
 I'm still a lonely kid
 Talking 'bout how we're different
 I can still taste your kisses
 Never wanna do my dishes
 Nothing real's on my wishlist
 Seeming like a lonely child
 I leave the country feeling wild
 And satisfy the moment I arrive
 Wanting sex and having kids
 And feeling bored with violence
 It comes to me and finally I fear it
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