Saw you in the alleyway
Sweatin' in your frock
All your own
Stackin' up your hand grenades
Eleven to a row
All your own

I brushed upon this fire escape
Lookin down and hoped
That you'd come home
If rust upon the frozen hands
Considerin' this plan
All your own

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