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Canopies And Grapes - text

All I know:
I want to see you tonight
What's the point?
All we do is fight
I've loved you so long
I don't know who I'd be without

My head hurts
I wish I'd never woke up
I feel worse
Than when S Club 7 broke up
I hate the day, it hates me
So does everybody else

I sit here drooling on my own again
Another routine episode of Friends
What does it mean to be American?
Is it feelings, coffee, and
'I'll be there for you'?

Later on, me and a bottle will hook up to have some fun
Then I'll call your house at 12 to let you know that I'm drunk
Say 'I'm sorry Mr. C, I was just looking for your son'
'How is he, incidentally, do you know if he's out alone?'
'There is this book he lent to me something like seven months ago'
'I'm gonna burn it in the street, be so kind as to let him know
That I'm dealing with this badly, and
Could he please get back to me?'

Since you've gone my only friends are Billy Bragg and The Jam
Though my time with you has got me feeling oh-so k.d. lang
I think you're right about the New Kids on the Block
And I agree now, Billy Joel does not rock
Wish I could show you all the things that Woody Allen helps me see
How Annie Hall is starting to seem quite a lot like you and me
Took a while to come around to David Bowie's new CD
And it's much too late to give back your Magnetic Fields EP
Can I keep it by my pillow?
Really loved it
How I long to tell you so

When I get to sleep I'll dream again of canopies and drapes
And wake shaking in the knowledge
That the mattress holds your shape
I'll assume my phone is dead because it hasn't run for months
If tomorrow is the funeral, do you think that you could come?
I could give you back your music and your t-shirts and your socks
Run to Jazz's house in Soho, cry into her letterbox
Take some time out to resuscitate my soul
Take up smoking and drink carrot juice and grow
Teach the mattress to erase you from its folds
Then dry my eyes and keep on moving
'Til the motion makes me strong
'Til one day I realize I don't remember that you're gone
We'll be strangers who were lovers
I'll recover
It's so weird how time goes on

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