Crazy
I'm halfway to crazy
Suicide could save me
Oh is that much too extreme?
It's such a sad and sorry scene
I'm halfway to crazy
Suicide could save me
Oh is that much too extreme?
It's such a sad and sorry scene
Day after day,
Our love turns gray,
Like the skin on a dying man.
And night after night,
We pretend its all right,
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder,
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
Our love turns gray,
Like the skin on a dying man.
And night after night,
We pretend its all right,
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder,
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
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