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When all the right words have been said,
And all the wrong things have been done,
We'll be long gone, leaving only the skeletons behind.
They're in your closet, they're watching you lie to me,
Hands painted red, as red as my eyes,
After this month of sleepless nights.

I'll tell you now, I'd say we've had the best of times,
But I won't miss them at all.
We're driving off, leaving you in the dust,
Leaving you to take the fall.
I'll tell you now, I'd say we've had the best of times,
But I won't miss you at all.

When I'm rid of this god-forsaken place you call home,
You'll never see my face around these parts again.
No, I'm never coming back.
Oh no, I'm never coming back.

I'll tell you now, I'd say we've had the best of times,
But I won't miss them at all.
We're driving off, leaving you in the dust,
Leaving you to take the fall.
I'll tell you now, I'd say we've had the best of times,
But I won't miss you at all.

(Thanks for nothing. We're heading out now.)
(What's so wrong with wanting to go home?)
What bothers me most is that I haven't learned a thing from all of this.
Tempe, Arizona, Isla Vista: You all breed fucking assholes.

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from Nothing To Call Our Own, released May 29, 2012

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