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"She's the kind of girl
Who'll smash herself down in the night
She's the kind of girl
Who'll fracture her mind till it's light
She'll break her own heart
And you know
That she'll break your heart too
So darling, let go of her hand...

...You'll be to blame
For playing this game
And learning
That true love exists
Broken and lame
And knowing
That true love exists
The pain, the pain, the pain
Of knowing
That true love exists..."

"I must've lived a thousand times
But every day begins the same
'Cause there's a small town in my mind
How can I leave without hurting everyone that made me?

Oh, baby, baby, it's all about the moon
I wish you wouldn't have broken my camera
'Cause we're gonna get real old real soon
Today we're younger than we ever gonna be..."

"...For every road we can retrace
For every memory we can't face
For every name that's been erased
Let's have another round
May I propose a little toast?
For all the ones who hurt the most
For all the friends that we have lost

Let's give them one more round of applause
But you're like a party somebody threw me
You taste like birthday
You look like New Year
You're like a big parade through town
That leaves such a mess but you're so fun"

"...First there's lights out, then there's lock up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It's their own fault for being timeless
There's a price you pay and a consequence
All the galleries, the museums
Here's your ticket, welcome to the tombs
They're just public mausoleums
The living dead fill every room
But the most special are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins they keep coughing
They've forgotten, forgotten how to sing..."

Regina Spektor