Pandora
It’s dangerous to be listening to Pandora
At 2:00 in the morning.
For good music only reminds you
That life is now boring
Cause he went away
Pandora makes you want to burn every Jane Austen book
You ever read
Sleep on the floor
And burn all the mattresses - on every bed
Since he went away
Curse every song Pandora chose
And watch the news instead
Let the dog walk itself
For you only feel like rollin’ over and playin’ dead
Since he went away
Every song on Pandora is just wrong!
Because they leave you knowing
That you are lonely
And you
just
can’t keep going…
Cause he went away
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