Dustin Hoffman’s Wife Calls In Detective to Dust for Porcelain Particles on Dustin Hoffman’s Tongue of Montreal
[Verse 1]
Your hands are on this
It's unwound, thanks for asking
I very rarely get angry
Basically, I think you're fucked
You won't know I wrote this song about you
For goodness sake, alive and bending
And bending
You make me so mad
You don't put it any effort
I'm so sick of trying
I don't want to give up on you
This is all the room I want
The bed is gone, of course, he blanked
I know my face below twigs crack
I watched the ball, it hit the ground
You won't know I wrote this song about you
For goodness sake, alive and bending
Your hands are on this
It's unwound, thanks for asking
I very rarely get angry
Basically, I think you're fucked
You won't know I wrote this song about you
For goodness sake, alive and bending
And bending
You make me so mad
You don't put it any effort
I'm so sick of trying
I don't want to give up on you
This is all the room I want
The bed is gone, of course, he blanked
I know my face below twigs crack
I watched the ball, it hit the ground
You won't know I wrote this song about you
For goodness sake, alive and bending
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