Buried underneath a stack of papers on my deskThere's a document and a signed $10 check.Precautionary measures in case I change my mind.On the drive over with the stereo turned off,I sunk into a pit filled with catastrophic thoughts.My trusty lack of confidence, you're keeping me alive.
Maybe this is just another good thingThat happens to everybody but me.Maybe this is just another good thing out of my reach.You're so out of my reach.
Behind the guest room door,I felt weird and we had sex.Gathered up our clothes,We shook hands and then I left.Feels like it's been foreverBut that was Friday night.
Maybe this is just another good thingThat happens to everybody but me.Maybe this is just another good thing out of my reach.You're so out of my reach.
Covered in fake blood, I got bad news from a friend.It didn't work this time but we could try again.
Maybe this is just another good thingThat happens to everybody but me.Maybe this is just another good thing.
Maybe this is just another good thingThat happens to everybody but me.Maybe this is just another good thing out of my reach.You're so out of my reach.
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