Well, you don't ask about my birthday
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Or my band-aid
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(Talk about being a bore)
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Let's talk about you some more
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Well, I remember the time I would've sunk every dime and every hope into you
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But now I'm well-rested and thoroughly invested in being through
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And you say, someday, you'll be changed
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And someday, someway ... just have a little faith
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And like a heavenly body sitting in a lobby or a plane going down
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I was wasting your time and you were wasting mine, going round and around
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And you say, someday, you'll be changed
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And someday, someway we'll have a little place
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And you'll be a man of means
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And I'll be someone far above in-between
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But when I call you on the telephone
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You apologize and put me right on hold
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Talk about metaphor
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Let's talk about you some more,
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Let's talk about you some more,
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Let's talk abouta€|
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You say someday you'll be changed
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Someday someway we'll have a little faith
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Someday someday you'll be changed
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But sometimes someday is too hard to wait fora€|
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Someday
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| Anya Marina |
