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The Cribs


Under the Laurel arch to keep from getting wet
Fake fur is matted now from sitting on the steps
Pay-phone I couldn't hang up is gone now for a bank
But I can stand in the lobby and feel just how I felt

Well that's the thing that makes it right
Still calls to me from back then
God damn

Getting it wrong
She looks on
I could only watch her
Oh no
God damn

After a while she comes to put me to the test
Alpha, beta, whatever - I'm gamma at the best
Dose me with exes envy
Forget what it was for
And I won't need you to protect me anymore

Just cos I seem a little quiet
Don't offer me asylum
God damn

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