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In the thick of June I took a friend to bed
Two years, two people naked and dead
I've nothing to prove and everything to dread
The years, the words I thought but never said.
But then you
Ruined my birthday
Fucked me and went to sleep
You made a bad taste
Regular, common to me
You held the lighter when I was in a spiral
And if not caring was a sport then
You would hold the title
Aaaaaah
You would hold the title
Aaaaaah
You would hold the title
Did I speak too soon when I said I wouldn't lose myself?
Cause I'm in a bad bad place, the I love you's don't help
So, you say the problem is me, that we're not on TV
You got a big big screen but I need fantasy
I turn the light on and hope for our survival
Cause if not caring was a sport then
You would hold the title
Aaaaaah
You would hold the title
Aaaaaah
You would hold the title
I know you say you love me
But how could that be true?
Cause if you really loved me
Why do I feel so blue?
Maybe it's all above me
Maybe it's what I lose
Cause if there was a winner
The title goes to you
Aaaaaah
You hold the title now
Aaaaaah
You, you, you hold the title
You would hold the title
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