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still frame, a face put to a name i'll be on the back of your mind track taste, this day's been such a waste like boxing with our hands in a bind stood me up on friday night and you had the nerve to ask me what wasn't right and why i always talk with my hands at night to keep you from the back of my mind check mate, a move you made to me sleeping in the closet like ghosts back door, the way we were before the gravity was killing us both seventeen dirty magazines two cameras and a pair of your favorite jeans and i'm asking if you would care to dine and keep me on the back of your mind (chorus repeats) would it be alright this time i'll sleep until the moment you may decide and i'm just an atom without a blind to keep you on the back of my mind Aus Songtexte Mania