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Well, I know you find it hard to smile To keep your happiness in style You pass in silence in the mornin' You know you shouldn't ever try to ignore me And you look to be pretty nervous Sweaty hands and blood shot eyes So hard to identify you Just a loser in a loser's disguise She don't back down And she won't come around here Now there's all this talk about dying Well I don't get it, for the life of me With your fingernails painted red And your eyes all ready to wed Decorated from head to toe Like a magician in a talent show She don't back down And she don't come around here An' there's all this talk about dying Well I don't get it, for the life of me So you've smoked your last cigarette SongtexteBurned coldly on a train from Tibet And broke your last bottle of wine And unraveled your last ball of twine Well, she don't back down She don't come around here Now there's all this talk about dying Well I don't get it, for the life of me She don't back down She don't come around here Now there's all this talk about dying Well I don't get it, for the life of me Well, I know you find it hard to smile To keep your happiness in style You pass in silence in the mornin' You know you don't usually ignore me Now there's all this talk about dying Well, I don't get it, for the life of me Aus Songtexte Mania