.Beautiful in the dress I laid out for you
Let your hair down the way you always used to
The tile's cold, the tap is dripping
As I go to rinse my hands of you
And watch the pieces one by one wash away down the drain
I'll fake this mourning at your funeral
Dressed in black and trying.
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