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She wears her anger like a sweater
And it keeps her warm at night
You know I’d love to undress her
But we’d only fight
I stumbled into her picture
It’s all in black and white
And the heroine’s the villain
We’ll never get it right
She gets me tied to the track in seconds
Train whistle blows but I’m flat on my back
She pretends that it’s not me
I sift through her words for answers
And it all snaps into place
But she denies all allegations--
Throws them back in my face
She gets me tied to the track in seconds
Train whistle blows but I’m flat on my back
She pretends that she can’t see me lying here
It’s just another day
Just another day
It’s just another day
Just another day
A critical word’s a betrayal
But the judge won’t state my crime
When I find myself on trial
I always end up doing time
Another day on the track
Another day on my back
The sky looks blue and all but I’m tied to the track
She pretends that she can’t hear me falling apart
Listen to me now,
’cause all I need is you to let me off my bed of nails
It’s just another day, it’s just another day
It’s just another day, it’s just another day
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