and i told you to be patient
i told you to be fine
i told you to be balanced
i told you to be kind
and in the morning i will be with you
but it will be a different kind
i will be holding all the tickets
and you will be owning all the fines
and now all your love is wasted
and who the hell was i?
and i am breaking all the bridges
and at the end of all your lines
who will love you?
who will fight?
who will be far behind?
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