BTW - just thought I'd mention that thread title is a Beth Orton song. Yes, I'm basically following in g's footsteps, but I'm giving him Patty (for the time being).
Copycat! Please don't accuse me of referencing downer songs any more -- I think I'm gonna go slit my wrist in the garage with the car running after taking a a fistful of prescription medication. Just to show you there's no hard feelings, here are excerpts from the lyrics:
Do you even know what goes on in a heart anymore? Constellations turned into little polaroids in a cardboard box And I wanted so desperately to prove You were still breathing But you wouldn't move
What a thing to choose This one's gonna bruise
Did you even notice how the wind Didn't change that much? Fluctuations on these sheets That you moved to be sure it was us And I wanted so desperately to say That you could trust me, but I was lying anyway
And I feel bad for you I feel bad for you And I don't know why I don't know why 'Cause I'm as dead as you
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