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Put your tears back into your eyes
Adjust your hair
I am in no mood for theatrics
Or fake despair
It makes me almost hunger for symbols, signs, and semaphore
Subtle shades of metaphor too ingenious to ignore

Instead of that you sit there and cry
You moan, you lie
You crumple like an old piece of tinfoil
You claim you'll die
What the hell possessed me to ever catch a date with you?
I should have known that it was wrong
To trust the judgment of my schlong

Put your tears back
(Your tears back)
Put your tears back
(Your tears back)
Put your tears back
(Your tears ba-a-ack)
Whoa-oh-oh
I hate the way you drool when you talk
(Hate)
I hate your clothes
(Hate)
Moses knows his roses and I know
It's time to go
Thirty-something episodes, forced amusement [?]
Daisy chains and yogurt stains, sneaking under windowpanes

You think I'm not aware of your script
So well rehearsed
The close-up camera follows your lipstick
Back in your purse
If you were better at it then maybe we could still be friends
Write and talk and keep in touch, as it is I hate your guts

Put your tears back
(Your tears back)
Put your tears back
(Your tears back)
Put your tears back
(Your tears ba-a-ack)
Whoa-oh-oh
(Damn, b*t*h!)

Put your tears back
(Your tears back)
Put your tears back
(Your tears back)
Put your tears back
(Your tears ba-a-ack)
Whoa-oh-oh

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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