Cynical
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Honey it's been a while
You say that you're doing well
Is that what you called to show me?
Now you've got stories to tell
I live in a quiet place
I live in a quiet way
She's taking a year up north
To practise her autograph
Cutting her hair too short
And saying she's better off now
She thinks in a different way
Probably always has
She's in a corridor
And I'm standing outside
Always last to know the answer
Waiting on the punchline
Long before she's opened up her mouth to speak
She's colder than you could imagine
Knowing this would happen
Was cynical of me
Was cynical of me
Was cynical of me
Counting my precious hours
And skipping the dotted lines
(oh the precious hours)
Smelling the bitter flowers
And letting your sun outshine mine
She says that it's different now
(Oh it's different now)
She's never been more at home
(Never been more)
I look at our old four walls
And watch her tear them all down
Waiting on a perfect answer
Laughing at the punchline
Long before she's opened up her mouth to speak
She's colder than you could imagine
Knowing this would happen
Was cynical of me
Was cynical of me
Was cynical of me
Was cynical of me
(cynical, cynical)
Was cynical of me
(cynical, cynical)"