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I'd like to express my deepest
For your charity and your patience my blues.
I confess, I still cry every morning
While every night I take a bunch of these trying to forget you.

And don't tell me how you're the muse to fit boy in Soho.
And I don't wanna hear about how they show you a good time.
I'd rather imagine you on a on your way to the emergency room
you imagine me somewhere high and laughing about you...

But it's alright, yes it's alright to cry it.
And it's mighty nice, yeah it's just if you wanna die.
there's no room in heaven for California girls and mama's boys.
Just like ain't no room for me and you.

And it's alright, yes alright to cry about it.
And mighty nice, yeah it's just fine if you wanna die.
Cause there's no in heaven for New York girls and mama's boys.
Just like there ain't no for me and you.

But it's alright, yes it's alright to cry it.
And it's mighty nice, it's just fine if you wanna die.
Cause there's no in heaven for the things that I did to you.
Just like ain't no room for me and you.
Just like there no room for me and you.