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Painted lips stain my cheeks
Tears are falling across the paper
Letters jumping off that line
Running away from the words that don't mean
Nothing to you
Nothing to you
Nothing to you
Nothing to you
Hanging down in shorty town
Chaufer of the long drawn out
Broken hearts, wiring blue
What would it be if I could only mean
Something to you
Something to you
Something to you
Something to you
Clothes pins hanging on the line
From the backyard I hear you crying
Sewing needles and patchwork quilts
Oh mama it's your heart that should mean
Everything to you
Everything to you
Everything to you
Everything to you