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Told my friends I'm over it
Said I don't even miss it
Put the past up on the shelf
Smiled and fooled even myself
Now the room is dark and still
Pillow cold against my will
Count the cracks along the wall
Toss and turn till daylight crawls
Ceiling fan spins round and round
Sheets are tangled on the ground
I lie here and call it fine
Night unravels every line
Ceiling fan spins round and round
Sheets are tangled on the ground
My mouth says I'm okay for real
The pillow knows just how I feel
Now the room is dark and still
Pillow cold against my will
Count the cracks along the wall
Toss and turn till daylight crawls
Ceiling fan spins round and round
Sheets are tangled on the ground
I lie here and call it fine
Night unravels every line
Ceiling fan spins round and round
Sheets are tangled on the ground
My mouth says I'm okay for real
The pillow knows just how I feel