she had the eyes of someone older
i have the eyes that wander 'round
i couldn't see what really mattered
caught hell from my boss
don't care about my job
caught a cold from the rain
don't care if i'm cold
played every record that i own today
but the only thing i care about got away
she was a walking work of art
i am a broken wind-up toy
i thought i knew what really mattered
got a flat on the road
don't care about my car
lost twenty-six bucks
don't care about my rent
caught every episode on tv today
but the only thing i care about got away
she had a brilliant future
i have a past
i have my memories
but they're fading fast
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