Hanging on the line
waiting for your call
But what is the fucking point of it all
Feeling so small
I am no diamond ring
No song to sing
No mysterious thing
Just a semi-disappointed jerk
heading out the door to work
With all my strangeness and quirks
I am the ink on my arm
This halo life that is charmed
Hanging on the line
waiting for your fall
I guess that's the fucking point of it all
Feeling so small
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