Here's the day you hoped would never come
Don't feed me violins
Just run with me through rows of speeding cars
The paper cuts, the cheating lovers
The coffee's never strong enough
I know you think it's more than just bad luck
There, there, baby
It's just textbook stuff
It's in the ABC of growing up...
Now, now, darling
Oh don't lose your head
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeah
Sleeping pills, no sleeping dogs lie
Never far enough away
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt
I've watched you slowly winding down for years
You can't keep on like this
Now's a bad a time as any
~ Speeding Cars , Imogen Heap
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