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They're turnin' your house into a parking lot
One more outfitter store that only the tourists want
In the corner of town that just you and time forgot
I sit where your couch was, say, "Go ahead and call the cops"
Feedin' the flightless birds on the pier
Hopin' you might return to the fog 'round here
But I look out
At the wreckage of you
For as long as there's light
For as long as you last
I curse 'em all out
When they fuck up your story
I tell it the way that you told me
You were born with a face made for a "Missing" sign
But you had somethin' misplaced that you'd spend your life tryna find
I still hear your name from some of the local guys
Said they always placed you for the leavin' type
But I look out
At the wreckage of you
For as long as there's light
For as long as you last
I curse 'em all out
When they fuck up your story
I tell it the way that you told me
I comb the lighthouse
And hope you're there in the mornin'
Burnin' your boat
Back to the ocean
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
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