Verse
He’s caused his share of heartbreak
Spends his days with furniture
So tidied and sorted
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Remembers every word
Every sigh and cry he had heard
Every shade of her voice
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Pre-chorus
Quite a finicky boy
Reminders in boxes
On tickets of paper
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Finds the reason why
There was no visa
For Mona Lisa
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Chorus
Like a withering flower
Like the moon riding high
In a change of heart
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The sun rose just in vain
Rushed down again
Hushed and gone cold
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Verse
To hasten time’s passage
She sends him a message
A piece of humble pie
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Has a keepsake of every time
They’d lain down on his bed
Hair, skin and thighs
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Pre-chorus
Quite a gun of girl
All shots in barrel
Matchstick in hand
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Finds the reason why
There was no visa
For Mona Lisa
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Chorus
Like a withering flower
Like the moon riding high
In a change of heart
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The sun rose just in vain
Rushed down again
Hushed and gone cold