April and Everything After

April is the cruellest month...

Maria says she's dying.Through the door I hear her crying
Why? I don't know...
she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis(Ei, Adam!Eu prefiro James Dean, pode ser?"Pode")
she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land, just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
she knows she's just a little misunderstood
she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
She says Shhh

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All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream
You should be ashamed
You don't want to waste your life...Change, change, change, change, change...
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Get right to the heart of matters.It's the heart that matters more.
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Cut up, Maria!
I want....someone who believes
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
"She's perfect for you...there's got to be
somebody for me."
when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just
about as happy as I can be.
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Help me stay awake, I'm falling...
Try to keep myself away from me
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I am not overly concerned with the status of my emotions
It does not bother me to say this isn't love, because if you don't want to talk about it, then it isn't love.
I'm not gonna worry about it anymore.
I'm not ready for this sort of thing...It's chasing me away
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I wanted so badly Somebody other than me
Staring back at me But you were gone
I wanted to see you walking backwards
And get the sensation of you coming home
I wanted to see you walking away from me
Without the sensation of you leaving me alone
Time and time again
I can't please myself
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I'm down on my knees
I'm down on my knees
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"Remember everything" She said "When only memory Remains"
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Where you should be, no one's around
I need a phone call
I need a big love
I need a phone call
....
And I get no answers
And I don't get no change
There's things I remember and things I forget
I miss you I guess that I should
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If there's anyone at home at your place, darling
Why don't you invite me in?
Don't try to bleed me.I've been there before
And I deserve a little more

Ao som de August and Everything After - Counting Crows