My pencil lead
Is about to break
I don't know how much
More it can take
Of these worn out phrases
And sad clichés
Will my love return
One of these days?
With sadness & boredom
My life was filled
If I didn't break out
I'd be there still
When I think of how
We fell in love
We may have been crazy
But when push comes to shove
I'll always love you, babe
I will always love you, babe
Yeah
Yeah
My guitar strings
Are about to break
So I'd better play fast
For goodness sake
My time is over -- and this song is too
Just enough room -- to tell you I love you
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