Songtexte
I've
grown
a
great
disdain
for
all
the
folks
I've
come
to
love
Not
by
choice,
but
purely
situation
Unfettered
love
and
adoration
nearly
cured
my
soul
But
then
it
didn't
I
thought
of
all
the
places
I
would
take
you
I
thought
of
all
the
things
I'd
like
to
say
And
I
Thought
of
all
the
implications
Of
somebody
going
out
that
way
And
I
know
the
truth
I
know
this
is
as
good
as
it
gets
I
just
thought
you'd
like
to
hear
it
From
the
man
who
had
to
find
it
out
the
hard
way
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