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I got change in a pocket somewhere, got my letter in a box Tired of waiting for the bus to nowhere, tired of chasing these dumb thoughts I don't tell lies no more, you know, I just don't tell the truth I don't know what I'm looking for, ya know but I'm not looking for proof. I have a tricky love affair, you know, with the place where I grew up But I know I'll never leave, you know, and if you worry too much I hate to see you despair from, don't you do it, I hate to see you screw up But God knows I can hardly grief when is hard to give a... Hard to give a... (wow!) What keeps me here? Is not before who gives me funny feel So no one keeps me here. Is not to be the bait for the wheel What the hell keeps me here? In a dark hotel another door The roads don't seem so clear, and changing feels like fear, so you know I'm dark and pretty down All dark and pretty down All dark and handsome down I'm dark and pretty down My dark and pretty down! Aus Songtexte Mania