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She's a blank page, with a coffee stain, in a typewriter, nobody knows her name She's a house cat, on a dusty doormat, in a ghost town, never looking back I hope this was all worth it, darling It's nice to hear you're broken-hearted If I turn the other cheek, can I look to you and say: Hit me sweetly with the truth tonight I know everything's going to be alright She's a stained glass, piece of window, pain, where she waits all day for the light to change She's a sitcom, with some kids in tow, in a suburb, where the drama shows I hope this was all worth it, darling It's nice to hear you're broken-hearted If I turn the other cheek, can I look to you and say: Hit me sweetly with the truth tonight I know everything's going to be alright (It's coming back around) She's a violin, wearing sun-kissed skin, on a summer night, soaked in cigarettes and gin She's a blackbird, dressed in silver wings, on the west coast, no one lets her sing I hope this was all worth it, darling It's great to hear you're broken-hearted If I turn the other cheek, can I look to you and say: Hit me sweetly with the truth tonight I know everything's going to be alright Life will give you time, but life will steal your youth Life will cut you up, and life will gut you with the truth |