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I could be happy if I died today
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If I go on living, I will try do same
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And all of our old quarrels may swing down soon
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They are calling from the rafters, our clarity a fluke
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But for now, let's make love with the lights on
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And I won't wonder where you have been nor with whom
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The pictures of your saints hanging crooked from the drywall
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The body of the goddess in your thin red shoes
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And none need understand all the reasons we have come here
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But as the days grow shorter they may have their say
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Look me in the eyes before they do, little darling
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I would be happy if I died today