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Uptight and dead end eyes are all we ever doBut I can't put it out, this torch I have for youI would tell you how many ways I've triedBut you won't hear me, you're rolling on your prideYour cold and angry prideOutside delivery car is leaving on it's formMeanwhile you and I are laughing at the floorYou don't need me here, pick apart your sinsI should leave you now, before I get sucked inBy your cold and lovely prideIf only I could get you free and take you some place quietWe could glide on cheap red wine back to we startedAnd maybe then it wouldn't be a dragWound up and running loose, there I go againRight back into the arms to what I left for deadIf it's not happening, you should let me knowCause if it's not happening, I should really goBack to my cold and angry pride From Letras Mania