I could keep your pictures in my pocket, But I couldn’t keep my promises. So we bid each other farewell and welfare, Perhaps hoping there was a little spark left somewhere. But love and luck are both dumb, And people call me brilliant, So it makes sense that I
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I could keep your pictures in my pocket, But I couldn’t keep my promises. So we bid each other farewell and welfare, Perhaps hoping there was a little spark left somewhere. But love and luck are both dumb, And people call me brilliant, So it makes sense that I