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I couldn't take a single break, if I wanted to.I couldn't speak a single name, if you asked me to.I couldn't pick out your face, if I came to.You're such a mess, you make me sick,with all your "here I am" antics.There's no point being selfish,unless your loves all ya want.and you're a sad dreamer,I'm taking roads that you are not.So don't call me 5 years from now;I don't want to know your husband's name,or the square feet of your house.So don't talk to me about your life,when your days are keep dragging outbecause I'm not a blanket.I couldn't take a single break, if I wanted to.I couldn't speak a single name, if you asked me to.I couldn't pick out your face, if I came to.You're such a mess, you make me sick,will all "here I am" antics. Aus Songtexte Mania