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A star’s always fair

A stroke of fate but who cares

Ends do get rough

Really I’ve had enough

Neediest nights

With strange delights

Their brusque craze

Have changed my ways

So I

Tried to look at it the romantic way

But that

Just failed terribly

So tell me

Beginnings are fair and ends are aching

Oh

What a fatal mistake you are making

Cause I am getting around

With the feeling of letting you down

You say you don’t know why

But neither do I

Things left unsaid

Boring their way

Outside of my head

My hair grows so fast these days

Oh oh

What a gruesome now a mundane monday’s made

I’m over twenty now

Have I missed the point by staying sane?

So tell me again

Beginning is soft and to finish is tough

Mama I sure had enough

Cause I am getting around

With the feeling of letting you down

You say you don’t know why

But neither do I