Yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to
And that is all that I can do
You are a past dinner the last winner I'm reaping all around me
‘til the last drop’s behind you

Cause you're so cute when you're frustrated, dear
You're so cute when you're frustrated, dear
Dear

Sleep tight, dream right, we have two hundred couches
But you can sleep tight, dream right, we have two hundred couches
But you can sleep tight, dream right, we have two hundred couches
You can sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight

You are the only person put a nasty curse on this merciless fantasy come true
That is all that you can do
You are a past sinner the last winner and everything we've come to
Makes you you
And you cannot safely say that while I will be away
You will not consider sadly how you hurt me this free
You will not reach me I am resenting a position that is past resentment
Now I can consider now there is this distance so

Sleep tight, dream right, we have to haunt the couches
But you can sleep tight, dream right, we have two hundred couches
But you can sleep tight, dream right, we have two hundred couches
But you can't sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight

Something to say
Something to do
Nothing to say
When there's nothing to do at all
At all

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