Lletres: Pulp. Freaks. Life Must Be So Wonderful.

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Life must be so wonderful, living here on your own,
Please call
Around to see.
And maybe I've been loving you for too long,
And now blind,
I watch you bleed.
You rot in your bedroom, you cry on the phone.
Well I'm sorry
But he's not at home.
You give me your secrets, you give me your heart
And I smile whilst you fall apart.

Oh no,
Please not now,
Can't you see there's no time?
No, I haven't the time.
Can't you see there's no time?
Oh-oh,
Oh-oh-oh-oh,
Oh-oh,
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh...

Now all our dreams melt
In the sun,
And visions
Dwindle
One by one by one.
Perhaps you should move somewhere
Far away,
To another town
Where maybe they
Could see things in your way.
It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be hard.
I smile whilst you fall apart.
You're sorry, you're sorry, is all that you say.
Well,
I'd stop it, but I can't find a way.
Your life must be so wonderful,
Your visions die and fall.
And in the end,
Nothing ends,
Just grows fainter
And farther
Away