Not Again

You can't take it all back if I burn the receipts
As the soot falls down around the answering machine

Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I think that I should be going
The clock is perpetually slowing

Banish the homework with a sigh and a yawn
As the bulb above burns out I turn the stereo on

Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I think that I should be going
The clock is perpetually slowing

Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I know that I won't be staying
And the song will perpetually stop playing

You're like a broken record player
You always talk in your sleep
You won't stop spinning around
I'm beginning to think
You're like a broken record player
Of course you were
Now I must put you back in your sleeve
And you should save your receipts

And the soot still falls around the answering machine

Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I think that I should be going
The clock is perpetually slowing

Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I know that I won't be staying
And the song will perpetually stop playing



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Mark Weinberg
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