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None of us are ready
But to a man, we're sure
Better to call a doctor
Than pray about a cure
One of these things is easy
And one of them is free
And one of them might kill you
And one might just save me

Assess this barren marriage
Tear down the whole conceit
We built this house on sand
When we should've used concrete
And though the boards are slipping out
From underneath our feet
We'll stay put till the savage end
Convinced we'll both be free

So when I ask you to stay, you say you're sure that you should go
So when I ask you to leave you say you're sure that isn't so
So where do we go

And I've been walking on nails around this old and broken home
You're so scared to let me be alone
(And I'm dangerous and stupid like some animal you've caged
And my sore heart yields as you cut in like a blade)



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Writer(s): Paul Adler
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