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As I write this letter now my heart is in my hands
Maybe if I write things down we both might understand
In my imagination I can see your rage
Sittin' at the kitchen table screwin' up the page
But don't say I'm no good
I'm just doing what you said I should
If you take a look back at the way we've come
to be
One of us was getting stronger and it wasn't me
You're the oen that always said that I need you too much
You're the one that told me I should live without your crutch
So don't say I'm no good
I'm just doing what you said I should
There's a veil before your eyes
But time is on my side
One day you'll realise your foolish pride
As I end this letter now the night is coming
down
All the boats are loaded softly sleeping on the sound
You know what you need isn't always what you want
You can write to me Port Lincoln poste restante
And don't say I'm no good
I'm just doing what you said I should
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