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Love letters on a postcard
Hey, I was in the restaurant
But you were always afar
You were already at war
You were already at war

Hey, how was that production
Oh, she was such a vision
Of modern masochism
For your long lost start
For your long lost start

Traded a pedestal for a maritime medal
And I found a man that could break my heart
Where was the Northern Star
When you hit me level
And you capsized me in this shipwrecked car?

Was I ever real
In the love you leveraged
As a lost cause, a romantic lark?
Reading the news like a grown-up, too
Tragically grown from you

Hey, I was in the restaurant



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Writer(s): Natalie Turner
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