I saw some
photos of a happy family
Hanging up on the thrift shop wall
I paid the man and I brought them back home
I feel better now when they don’t call
Every once in a while
I see your face when I stare at the ceiling
I truly regret
The day I wrote you off
Always dreamed that one day I’d leave home
And now I do it again and again
And here I go looking for my new home
Or shall I say looking for a best friend
Every once in a while
I see your face when I stare at the ceiling
I truly regret
The day I wrote you off
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