Things got weird the night you burned the hair to seal the hex,
I need a paid interpreter to decipher your midnight texts,
You were tripping fractals from the pills you took with Paul,
Sometimes I feel so empty I just want to leave it all.
“Love keeps kicking”
Dressed for the reception, you were coping with the blues,
When you got smashed and tried to mosh to Huey Lewis and the News,
When granny took a tumble, you were exiled to the crown,
You played the one-armed bandit till the landlord chucked you out.
You said “love keeps kicking the shit out of me,
And there’s no solution I can see, no happy pill, no drinking bleach,
No permanent lobotomy,
Oh, I tried living, I tried giving, I tried fibbing, I tried kidding,
I tried wishing, I tried switching, I tried sitting, I tried drifting,
I tried quitting, I tried splitting, I tried shifting, I tried fitting,
I tried committing, tried resisting, tried insisting, you’re not listening,
Love keeps kicking”
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