Why don't we stop fooling ourselves?The game is over,Over, Over.No good times, no bad times,There's no times at all,Just The New York Times,Sitting on the windowsillNear the flowers.We might as well be apart.It hardly matters,We sleep separately.And drop a smile passing in the hallBut there's no laughs left'Cause we laughed them all.And we laughed them allIn a very short time.TimeIs tapping on my forehead,Hanging from my mirror,Rattling the teacups,And I wonder,How long can I delay?We're just a habitLike saccharin.And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue.But each time I try onThe thought of leaving you,I stopI stop and think it over
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