Silly girl, pride kills more than aids.

Please don’t forget me, I’m going away.
I’m taking a taxi to Kentucky where
they don’t need to know all about me,
I just need to feel safe
Got a thousand sweaters and shoes and paintings to hide
Skeletons in my bed
Don’t ask where I’m going
I’m going away
I’m going my way
Finally it’s my time
To be lonely, and lost, unloveed and I can’t wait
Don’t forget what I said
Don’t forget my letter
Every night I pray for you
I don’t got no religion
Isn’t that something
I’ll miss those days,

I saved that bottle, it’s now ten years aged
I’ve got some baubles I could sell for money
And a pair of fresh shaved legs
Won’t you baby come with me, I’ve got extra space
In my car, in my heart, in my mind
Look there’s the passenger seat by the postcards you gave
(Don’t know where I’m going)
I’m going away
I’m going my way
Finally it’s my time
To be lonely, and lost, unloved and I can’t wait
Don’t forget what I said
Don’t forget my letter
Every night I pray you
I don’t got no religion
Isn’t that something
I’ll miss those days

But he said, "Slow down, slow down
Think it over, we’ve all got wretched closets
Silly girl, pride kills more than aids
Lately." I said, "Come on
I’ve thought it over,
I Don’t wanna die here,
I have no desire to get married.
"
I can’t race the others anymore;
No, I must learn to race myself.
I’m going away
I’m going my way
Finally it’s my time
To be lonely, and lost, unloved and I can’t wait
Please forget what I said (I’ll find my way)
Please forget my letter
Every night I pray for you
I don’t got a religion
Isn’t that something
I’ll miss those days

I, I’m not going halfway (I’ll find my way)

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