Spend another weekend in disaster
I don't mind being there but driving home, it makes me sad
All of our plans they fell apart again
Just like the time before, the time before, the time before the last
Spend another weekend at my mom's house
I don't mind driving home, but being there it makes me sad
Dear Lizzy, tell me how it feels again
'Cause I am immune to it and I forget remembering it all
It's just a temporary feeling
This a temporary song
Just like the time before, the time before, the time before
Just like before the time, before the time, before the time, before
I knew the man
Who hid in a tower
Way too high in the sky
And he fed the birds
And he worried for hours
Begging them never to fly
In spinning gold
Or blossoming flowers
A promise is always a lie
Once they were gone
He raged at the power
To which all the wingless are tied
He had a temporary feeling
They sang a temporary song
This could have been our best of days
This could have been our party time
This could have been our best of days
This could have been our party time
This could have been our best of days
This could have been our party time
This could have been our best of days
This could have been our party time
This could have been our best of days, love
This could have been our party time
This could have been our best of days
This could have been our party time
This could have been our best of days (best of our days, love)
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