Nothing is ever going to change. And there goes our love, melting away. I'm ready to melt away with it. I am losing hope.
"Hey, maybe dye my hair, maybe I'll move somewhere. Maybe I'll get a car, maybe I'll drive so far, they'll all lose track. Me, I'll bounce right back. Maybe I'll sleep real late, maybe I'll lose some weight. Maybe I'll clear my junk, maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine. Me, I'll be just fine and dandy. Lord, it's like a hard candy Christmas. I'm barely getting through tomorrow, but still I won't let sorrow bring me way down."
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