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Testo: Playing Favorites (The). I Remember When I Was Pretty.... Good Years.


You've got her now but you've lost yourself, like there's no tomorrow
Together at last, but you've never felt so alone
An empty face and a swollen heart, another bone to swallow
The years go fast but the clock ticks oh so slow

The good things they're so few and far between
It's much too late to break this thing off clean

You've seen the worst she's got to give
(Not in a happy place to live)
Sat there choking on your tears
(While she wasted your good years)
The things she said they cut so deep
(And all that pain does not come cheap)
While she's worked out all her fears
(You better waste all your good years)

Nothing you do could ever be enough but you sure got good at the let down
Disappointment you can shove in your liver
She looks at you when the going gets rough but you just put your head down
You tried so hard but there's nothing left you can give her

She's doing you no favours, let her go
And those years are never coming back you know

You've seen the worst she's got to give (not in a happy place to live)
Sat there choking on your tears (while she wasted your good years)
The things she said they cut so deep (and all that pain does not come cheap)
While she's worked out all her fears (you better waste all your good years)

Go!

Go! Go! Don't wait for the next life
Go! Go! You're due in the headlights
Go! Go! Then go get your head right
'cause all those years you wasted on her, you know you will never get them back

Sticks and stones they break your bones, and those names they kinda hurt too
And all the years, yeah, she just dumped on you
The Playing Favorites