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November slipped up on the pavement
Stumbled and fell, never quite made it
And she was lost by December

Now, why are you willing to sacrifice yourself to these daydreams?
A bed of illusions, bed of frustrations
The air is so much thinner up here

So pack your bags, it's time to leave
Turn off that blaring TV screen
It's time to move on, it's time you were gone
Move on

Insidious situations
Conversation and desolation go hand in hand
Everybody's stranger, everybody's friend

Red circles of wine, you're mulling it over
But it takes time, and it's time that you told her
Tell her it's for the best
And return to the start again.

But old habits die harder than you might know
You thought you'd bide time, safe to take it slow
Pretend it's not there, pretend you don't care
Nothing is real

Heart of steel, heart of gold
You were bought but you were sold
Spinning red circles and brilliant blue dreams
Cutting all these losses and finding new beginnings

Red circles of wine, you're mulling it over
But it takes time, and it's time that you told her
Tell her it's for the best
And return to the start again.

Red circles of wine...
But it takes time...
The air is so much clearer up here.
November slipped up on the pavement   Stumbled and fell, never quite made it   And she was lost by December      Now, why are you willing to sacrifice yourself to these daydreams?   A bed of illusions, bed of frustrations   The air is so much thinner up here      So pack your bags, it's time to leave   Turn off that blaring TV screen   It's time to move on, it's time you were gone   Move on      Insidious situations   Conversation and desolation go hand in hand   Everybody's stranger, everybody's friend      Red circles of wine, you're mulling it over   But it takes time, and it's time that you told her   Tell her it's for the best   And return to the start again.      But old habits die harder than you might know   You thought you'd bide time, safe to take it slow   Pretend it's not there, pretend you don't care   Nothing is real      Heart of steel, heart of gold   You were bought but you were sold   Spinning red circles and brilliant blue dreams   Cutting all these losses and finding new beginnings      Red circles of wine, you're mulling it over   But it takes time, and it's time that you told her   Tell her it's for the best   And return to the start again.      Red circles of wine...   But it takes time...   The air is so much clearer up here.
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