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Uptight and dead-end eyes are all we ever do
But I can't put it out, this torch I have for you
I would tell you, how many ways I've tried
But you won't hear me, you're rolling on your pride
Your cold and angry pride
Outside a livery car is leaning on its horn
Meanwhile you and I are laughing at the floor
You don't need me here, to pick apart your sins
I should leave you know, before I get sucked in
By your cold and lovely pride
If only I could get you free, and take you someplace quiet
We could glide on cheap red wine back to where we started
And maybe then it wouldn't have to be a drag
Wound up and running loose, there I go again
Right back into the arms of what I'd left for dead
If it's not happening, you should let me know
'Cause if it's not happening, I should really go
Back to my cold and angry pride