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    Falling through pages of Martens on angels
    Feeling my heart pull west
    I saw the future dressed as a stranger
    love in a space-dye vest

    Love is an act of blood and I'm bleeding
    a pool in the shape of a heart
    Beauty projection in the reflection
    Always the worst way to start

    "But he's the sort who can't know
    anyone intimately, least of all a woman.
    He doesn't know what a woman is.
    He wants you for a possession, something to look at
    like a painting or an ivory box.
    Something to own and to display. He doesn't want
    you to be real, or to think or to live.
    He doesn't love you, but I love you.
    I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and
    feelings, even when I hold you in my arms.
    It's our last chance... It's our last chance..."

    Now that you're gone I'm trying to take it
    Learning to swallow the rage
    Found a new girl I think we can make it
    as long as she stays on the page

    This is not how I want it to end
    And I'll never be open again

    "...I was gonna move out...ummm...get,
    get a job, get my own place, ummm,
    but... I go into the mall where I
    want to work and they tell me, I'm,
    I was too young..."

    "Some people, gave advice before,
    about facing the facts, about
    facing reality. And this is, this
    without a doubt, is his biggest
    challenge ever. He's going to have to face it.
    You're gonna have to try, he's gonna to have to try
    and, uh, and, and, and get some help here.
    I mean no one can say they know how he feels."

    "That, so they say that, in ya know
    like, Houston or something, you'd
    say it's a hundred and eighty degrees,
    but it's a dry heat.
    In Houston they say that?
    Oh, maybe not. I'm all mixed up.
    Dry until they hit the swimming pool."

    "...I get up with the sun... Listen.
    You have your own room to sleep in,
    I don't care what you do. I don't
    care when. That door gets locked,
    that door gets locked at night by nine o'clock.
    If you're not in this house by nine o'clock, then
    you'd better find some place to sleep. Because
    you're not going to be a bum in this house.
    Supper is ready..."

    There's no one to take my blame
    if they wanted to
    There's nothing to keep me sane
    and it's all the same to you
    There's nowhere to set my aim
    so I'm everywhere
    Never come near me again
    do you really think I need you

    I'll never be open again,
    I could never be open again.
    I'll never be open again,
    I could never be open again.

    And I'll smile and I'll learn to pretend
    And I'll never be open again
    And I'll have no more dreams to defend
    And I'll never be open again

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